Scott and Lachlan led their ships to Port Patrick. There was a natural cove here; a sandy beach, surrounded on their right hand side by rocks while on...their left rose a steep cliff-face. Fifteen hundred men were left to man the ships and they watched them sail northwards again, preparing to sweep up Loch Ryan.The five thousand five hundred remaining Dalriada men helped re-assemble the wagon that had been brought with them to hold Scott's balloon. He was still determined to see the balloon. When he felt her stop fighting him he relaxed his hold, once more she was his. Again ecstasy replaced reason and Nagwa realized only when she felt the weight of his body on hers that he was about to enter her. He aligned the head of his cock between her thick pussy lips. With that he thrust forwards driving his hard cock through her tight cunt and taking her for the billion time. The pain was mercifully brief. Thank goodness though he was overly big in that department and, what with the. Your nose gently rubbed against my clit while your tongue gently probed between my folds. Your tongue ravaged me to multiple orgasms, and my screams got louder with each. After nearly an hour, you scooped me up and carried me to the bed. Looking up at you and grinning I crawled on my hands and knees to the edge of the bed, you took your opportunity and grabbing my hips, buried yourself deep inside of me. Using your thumb to stroke my clit, you slammed your hard cock into me over and over again,. In the midday blaze, his powerful muscles shone with sweat, rippling as he moved. He was naked, save for a loincloth, a simple necklace of red beads and a strange gold bracelet on his left wrist. It seemed to have been grafted to his arm in a single piece, more like a manacle than a bracelet, for no seam or hinge was visible and the regular, overly-smooth shape was beyond the skill of even the best craftsman. From his waist dangled a simple axe, fashioned from a large chunk of obsidian tied to.