The caravan made it to the next town before dark, and was joyously received. The merchants were very happy to see trading routes being re-established,...and the whole population of the town was happy to see high quality wine returning to the market.One wagon of wine was sold on the spot, and a load of fine quality wool cloth was purchased to replace it. Oricantha was not much of a market for wool cloth, but the town of Spalor, an important fishing village, was a big consumer of wool for clothes. My cock was completely in her her mouth as she deep throated me. Her mouth then started moving eagerly up and down my cock and she turned around on the bed so that her wet hairy cunt was now over my face, her juices and the residue of my cum was still dripping from her as my mouth sought her big pussy lips. I sucked and licked at her as she gorged on my stiffy, she ground her pelvis hard and pushed her slippery hole down on my face.After Betty orgasmed on my face ordered me "ride me as hard as. You are gasping for air but will gladly stay in this orgasm for the rest of your life. How can anything be so wonderful? Oh, let it never stop! Down, down you slide as little explosions propel you to the land of physical pleasure. Everything is soft and warm and fluid. You can feel my tongue making your clitoris jump for joy. It seems to be the greatest pleasure on earth. May it never end… And, yet, ever so slowly, the intensity subsides but the wonderful feeling is there. It is pure and true. Here, at least, I could make money with Mr. Aronoff, and perhaps find a better job in the future. But, we would still have to go home today. My money from the last week was there, and I wanted to say goodbye to my family. Mr. Aronoff said the money we made for this weekend would cover the first two weeks rent, and after that, we would be making lots more money, with work on weekdays too. So, we made arrangements to go home and return to the city the next day to start our new lives.Serge was.