My hand tightened on my ax. The rage growled inside of me, begging to be unleashed, promising to kill them all. I didn’t need it. Not against these ...aiders.“Fine,” Faoril said. “To keep your fragile, male ego intact, I’ll leave you some.”“It is delicate as fine porcelain,” I laughed. “I thank you.”A smile grew on her lips and then sand exploded. It burst around ten of the tribesmen in the first rank. Tendrils of flowing dust wrapped about their camels, yanking them down to the sand, spilling. When he complied, she removed a tube of KY jelly that she had stashed under one of the pillows when she had first approached. Squeezing a generous portion into her hand she rubbed it onto his erection. She then guided it between the lips of her pussy and into her warm sheath. Rodger was watching this and saw the soft curly patch of hair that covered her pussy. As he fully inserted himself his groin finally came to rest against that velvety soft pubic hair. He began to slowly thrust in and out. I had previously told her how to insert one finger between the two pricks as she grasped them so that her finger rubbed on the underside of both cocks while she jacked us. It didn’t take too much of this before both of us guys realized we were about to spurt and neither of us were ready yet so we called a stop to the cock-to-cock action at that point. Gia continued to make the rounds of the group, jacking each of our cocks in turn. She was totally uninhibited giving a running commentary about. I knew I was going to cum soon and I wanted to enjoy every second of this experience. I thrust it in and out, I loved the sound of skin on skin, I loved the slapping sounds it was making as I bumped repeatedly against her big fat ass. Slap, slap, slap, slap. Thrust in, pull out, thrust in, pull out. I looked around the small, cheap room, the broken chair in the corner, the stain on the wall, the ripped curtains that didn’t shut all the way. “Do you want me to cum” I asked. “Yes!!” she replied,.