A half hour later they returned with two female prisoners. One, tall thin athletic, look confused, her arms had been cuffed behind her at the wrist an... elbows. She wore camouflaged pants and sleeveless shirt. The shirt was torn open revealing a well-toned torso and small hard tits. The other was younger, a university student I would guess, undergoing training with the rebels. She was also in camouflaged pants and jungle boots. With her pretty face and ample figure she did not look like my idea. He never used it. Instead, he always fought with two swords, one shorter than the other. But each strapped to a wrist by leather thong so that he couldn’t lose or drop them. If one slipped from his grasp, with just a flick of the wrist it was back in his hand and he never had to take his eyes off the enemy. ‘Some call him a god,’ Yargos thought, ‘but all that is godly about him is his fighting… which is ungodly. No man can do what he does. His moves are unnatural, the speed, the eye. ”“Lick your finger and stick it in my hairy ass,” I said. I bucked hard against him as he did what I said. He slipped his chubby finger into my ass and wiggled it around. Finally, I began to feel something. I rubbed my big clit and tickled Robert’s balls with my long fingernails. He grabbed onto my hips and began to fuck me even harder. I had to give him credit. For a chubby little guy, he was fucking me like a champ.I rubbed my clit until subtle waves of pleasure ran through my body and Robert. Nisha was feeling comfortable around me and we decided to shop and kill time together as we both were alone shopping. She said that her husband rarely went shopping with her and if he did, it was quick in and out shopping. We decided we will hit each and every store at the outlet killing time and just having fun. We were having a blast together joking and laughing and we both don’t remember the last time we had so much fun without any one whinnying and complaining. We had lost time having fun.