The ambassador looks us over. One of their number who I know as Shamra (he’s a very good security type) steps between me and the ambassador. I slowl... raise both hands in a gesture of peace. Shamra says, “So Kartikeya, you still live. I’d heard certain mutual enemies killed you.” The ambassador is walking past, but stops at this reference to the God of War, and watches us.I reply in a friendly manner, “Yes, I live. Those of your people I was sent to educate refused to learn and tried to kill me.. It was a real fear that if the assaults against his body continued, he would be reduced to crawling to the last person. As it was, his physical exhaustion made it difficult to concentrate on anything.Stumbling over every imperfection of the meadow, he approached the third person. The surroundings changed to an inner-city landscape, with broken beer bottles littering the street. A stretch of cracked pavement next to the street barely passed for a sidewalk. The buildings had bars on the windows.. Other small hands positioned her so that she was on all fours, although if she'd been up on her knees she would have been too tall for them, so her thighs were spread wide and her knees planted far apart so that she was at a height that they could fuck her from behind. A dick entered her needy pussy and she realized that she was on her hands and knees, letting 7 little men fuck her!Suddenly she realized that she was about to be gang-banged by Snow White's seven dwarves! THAT was the next story. She kissed him deeply and began to lower herself on to his cock. Her tight channel crushed on to his large shaft as he began to penetrate her slowly. Eventually he was fully inside her and she was impaled, right up to his sac. They both rocked slowly, feeling their bodies joined, letting the waves assist them. It was enticingly slow. He felt so big inside her while her body adjusted to his size. She felt so delightfully tight and wet on him. Both enjoyed the other and then hands began caressing.