Suddenly Leske was between the two dwarves, and I saw Jarvia's sword find a target.The borrowed armour Leske had stolen hadn't fit well, and her blade...struck deep into his shoulder. I heard a mangled scream come out of his damaged mouth, and he fell. Before she could even withdraw her blade from his flesh, Alistair and Zevran were on Jarvia. She was fast, I had to admit, and dropped a smoke bomb at her feet. She disappeared from view, leaving the sword behind, and Alistair and Zev turned back. Elise was feeling horny after she got home from having lunch with Diane. She was thinking about that big, delicious young cock her brunette friend had on her phone. It was amusing how embarrassed she’d been about showing the picture. Obviously, Diane just wasn’t used to flirting with hot, horny, younger guys. She certainly wasn’t immune to checking them out and talking about them when the pair were having lunch, though. Except that today the brunette was suddenly cagey and reticent now that. ’Come along Gentlemen!’ Marcus grunted happily. ’Don’t stand on ceremony! There are girls needed attending to!’ Marcus’ elegant companion had planted her pert shapely bum over his big horny face. His nose was inches from her pink winking anus and his fat tongue lapped greedily at her wet pussy lips. His chin was drenched in her love juices. Her elegant head was thrown back in ecstasy, while her dark hair fell down her tanned back. The four men came out of their trance and lunged into the shady. I hardly paid them any attention, but Janet groaned at why they were here. Such is the penalty for losing a war, even if it was a stupid war.This was where I saw something I never expected to see: a man in Army blue came flying out of a saloon door, followed by a man dressed in civilian clothes. The two got up from where they had been tossed onto the street, started to swing at each other, thought better of it, and ran back into the saloon. A moment later, a man dressed as a bartender came.