The still smoking campfire had evidently been the draw for these visitors. I saw their means of arriving beached in the surf. It was an ancient lookin... patrol craft. The bleached and chipped painted insignia on the bow was unfamiliar to me.The men had a swarthy oriental look to them. The darkness of their skin suggested Polynesian but they were too short and slender for that race. Their faded khaki uniforms were worn and mismatched.My attempt of national origin determination was abruptly. She is our guest and you'll showthis lady respect or I'll teach it to you! Now sit down and act likedecent and respectable men," Sir Troy says in a forceful tone.Right then the men sat down and became quiet. Almost all the men in thetavern were commoners. They knew Sir Troy the Knight was not foolingaround and Sir Gray was with him in case anyone got out of hand."Thank you, Sir Troy. Every time I come in here that is what I have todeal with. I can't just come and get a drink and relax without. Make mommy cum, baby!" she moaned as her orgasm hit. She groaned as I jammed my fingers in as far as I could. I could feel her pussy grabbing at them, squeezing, and my hand became wet with her juice as she shook and quivered. I slowly pulled my fingers out and looked up at her as I put them in my mouth. She had a wicked grin on her face as she watched me. Her hand slid down and she put two fingers into her juicy snatch, pulled them out, and put them in her mouth."Wow, baby... you are so good. He starts to fuck me slowly, rhythmically. Her hands are on my breasts. Her hair falls across my face and her the scent of her perfume envelopes me."Do you like that baby?" she whispers in her Spanish tones. My back arches against the dentist chair and I moan with each thrust."Fuck her harder now"I reach down and feel his shoulders, they're wide and in stark contrast to her tiny frame. He thrusts into me hard, again, again, again and I want him to devour me. I can tell by the way he's swelling.