‘You like the feel of fire in your throat, don’t you, little Fire-belly?’ He thrust the pouch aside. He lifted me by the waist and carried me to...ards a wall of the cave. He held me against the wall with one great hand, encircling my neck, while with the other, he tore off my garments, shredding them as though they were paper. When I was all naked, he stopped. He observed my body. So intense and hungry was his face that I felt violated by his stare. He grabbed my hips and lifted me. I felt his. I was touching a woman in a way I'd never thought I'd actually do -- rubbing her nipples, sucking at them, feeling the wetness that was gushing from her pussy. And Donna was doing the same to me. Her touch on my body was hot and cold and full of sparkling electricity. She must have been touching my boobs and nibbling my nipples, and rubbing my clit, but it all just blended together in one enormous feeling of sexual tension."After being on fire for what seemed like an eternity, Donna pushed me. In effect, he had sacrificed all those men, woman, and children to protect the fact they had broken a code. Was he a hero or a murderer? Depends on whom you talk to, I suppose.For now, though, I was hanging around this time zone. I had listened to the voices and accents around me. While I copied them a bit, I still spoke in a way that said 'different, educated'. I made sure to only speak when spoken too. I minded my own business, and kept my head down. After all, I could not claim to come from. Her legs were shaking, and she felt her cum oozing out of her pussy and running down to her asshole and dripping down to the bed below. She was a sticky mess. She reached down and felt her clit and pussy lips with her fingers. Her clit was enlarged and her lips swollen. She was soaked, but satisfied. She laid there for several moments basking in the warm glow of her orgasm and thinking more about the human that had given it to her.The next day, she once again ventured to the clearing to watch.