Her brain was no longer in control; she was nothing more than a rutting animal.Finally he drove into her hard, forcing himself as deep into her clutch...ng cunt as he could go. His body suddenly became rigid, every muscle frozen in place. She could feel his cock expand slightly as his seed traveled its length and burst from the end into her waiting body. With the first splash of sperm-laced semen against her cervix she was engulfed by another massive orgasm. Her body became as rigid as his, mouth. . the rock was back ... stuck in a tree ... okay ... a bush. I tiptoed back to Jim.“Ever remember any bushes on that slope?”“Nope, starkers ... the whole face.” He said, “The right hand slope has brush, small trees and grass.”“Well ... there’s one there now and the rock is stuck in it.”A face peered around the crack. Well ... a rather bovine structure ... a sorta face. Long and narrow with protuberant nose set between heavily browed brown eyes ... with a cowlick for a head of hair. Ears of a. Reynolds had been one of the university's leading archeologists in the early days of field studies. Reynolds had collected a great number of the items that filled the crates in storage, as well as a good many of the items on display in the University Museum.Kim examined the small jar. It was common pottery with no designs, patterns, or drawings inscribed. "Probable the water or oil jar of some poor slave," Kim thought. She noticed that the wooden stopper was loose. Kim pulled at the stopper. As. “And this lovely maiden?”“Claire, my lover,” James said moving his arm around Claire’s waist. “She’s a talented healer.”“And Anne, have you a vocation?”“Ah, I’m more boisterous, I’m afraid. I love to fight and toil.”“I give as good as I get,” Claire’s eyes danced.The Captain laughed.“I can see this is going to be an interesting trip,” he grinned. “Do you have any dunnage to bring aboard?”“Yes,” James nodded. “Quite a bit, as you’ll see shortly.”“It’s okay, she can take it,” The Captain nodded,.