” Sandy looked first at one, then the other. No doubt in her mind, the shirt wasn't going back on. It was clear from the reactions of the guys, that...if she was going to spend the rest of the day with them, she was going to be topless. It was even likely that she would be bottomless before the day was over.She turned over, baring her tits to their startled looks. She looked at each questioningly, then said, “Well it is what you wanted, isn't it?”“Uh yeah,” Bob said, devouring the sight of her. He was looking up at her fingers alternately penetrating her hole and playing with her clit, and above that, like a beacon on the horizon, was her tight little pink pucker. He was mesmerized watching it flex and release with the movement of her fingers, and the thought of putting his tongue into it was making his mouth water. “Maybe like how, maybe?” she teased. “Like you have another little girl hidden somewhere for me? Or do you want me to find one on my own. Whoops! One of the girls is. Being so wet and aroused it was easy for him to slip a finger in the sweet little puckered rosebud of her arse, with another in her pussy whilst his tongue danced a sexy tango on her clit. She was close to orgasm now, begging him for more, fucking his hand and mouth hard. Her thighs tightened and her back arched as she came with force. Feeling the waves pulsing through her, in one swift move his rock hard cock was inside her. She circled her legs around his waist, enabling his thick, hard rod. The bowmen officers move along their men designating first and secondary targets while the column passes in front of them. When the head of the column is directly in front of Kyle he blows his whistle; not a full blast, but loud enough to be heard along the line of his troops.At the sound of Kyle’s whistle blast of ’engage’ two things happen: the waiting bowmen fire their arrows at their targets and Malcolm Bennett’s head comes up at the feint sound of a whistle.Malcolm turns his head to the.