They'll barge us with the full force of their vessel, and board us!" Bartand ordered, the half dozen archers who wielded their longbows and crossbows ...iming them, or loading them with bolts.The archers aboard the vessel, aimed their bows high in the air and memerising their training and experience of distance, aimed to allow the arrows to drop onto the ship from above.The blur was now clear and coming upon them hard, the hull of the incoming enemy ship bored slightly into the air like a knife. Overconfident and he almost took me out – just that fucking easily.”“And ... of course, he knows nothing about it, right?” the Chief said with his race’s equivalent of deep sarcasm.“Definitely. Oh, he left word for me that he was beginning a full investigation.”They both got a chuckle out of that.The Chief got up to pour himself a cup of stim. When he returned to his seat, he stared at the First. “Seriously, what are you waiting on? Oh, I do not think he could rig an outer hatch to open with. His cock was rigid and he felt ready. She brought her right hand forward, then, reaching between his legs, she gently grabbed his balls and started to squeeze. That was all it took. He felt himself traveling over the edge.One final lunge and he held his cock deep in her throat as he came hard. He felt her hand massaging his balls and it seemed to him that he would never stop. He let out with a guttural moan as he felt the last bit drain down her throat. He felt her keep swallowing, milking his. It was past time for some lunch and they returned to the campsite. On the way back, they stopped at the vendors again and Gerry told Pam to stand where she was while he took care of something. He returned a few minutes later holding a bag, then they continued back to the site. Gerry undid her wrists and turned on the grill. He cooked up some burgers, and Pam got a couple bags of chips for them. They each had a beer."What did you buy?" You will see soon enough. Don't be so nosy or I might have.