Watching the stairs with a fire at their back made the time more bearable. They each took slightly longer shifts, so Hal could have a short one last. ...is fire-warmed, dry armor felt like heaven when he got up.“Thank you all.” He told them when they got up in the morning.He scouted up the stairs to the next level while they packed up. He found another storage floor at the top of the flight. This one was bigger, wider, with pantries and meat lockers extending off the main hall. Another draugyr. Each team consists of around 30 girls.The girls rent their room/apt and decorate it as they want and probably 95% of the girls live full time there, with just a few living "off campus". The shifts are organised so that at peak times there 60 + girls working. Most of the girls I would say are in their teens/ early 20's but a few much older.G.Stone explained the rules and etiquette to us.Luckily for me most of the girls had no problem being photographed, even videoed, they saw it as free. He pushed into me deep and held me there on his cock. I squirmed, but he held me still, impaled on his cock. He reached down and grabbed my hair, puling me up and I leaned back, his cock still deep inside me, his chest pressed to my back, and a handful of my black hair in his hands, pulled tight so my head was drawn back. He kissed my neck and licked, biting my flesh lightly as he reached around me with his other hand and fingered my clit before starting his fucking motion again. He plunged in. He had his own small fire and blanket to rest on. She could see him ahead waiting her arrival. A bare hint of a smile lit her face, and a shy downward look, caused by him watching her approach, brought a glow to her skin. To her, he was everything, his animal scent mingled with sea water and sand on a hot sultry night, his chest strong and wide, shoulder’s that invited her head to rest on and arms muscular and warm. Hands, dexterous, hot, knew how to make her feel good. As she got closer, she.