Alex used his hand and mouth in unison and Dan soon tensed up, “Uhhh, uhhh, uhhh, uhhh!” he groaned.Alex’s head jerked to the sudden force of Da...’s cum spurts into his mouth. He swallowed and continued sucking and swallowing again. Dan let out deep exhale, “That was a very good blow job for your first try, Alex. I’ll have to give you several tips on how to help improve your skills.”“I look forward to them.”“Hey, maybe we want to suck him off too!” Karen complained.Alex watched as Wendy. I had been told the best market was in a square near the river, Sverresborg being roughly where Budapest was on my Earth. Finding the river was easy enough, finding the market slightly more difficult, though finally I used common sense and simply asked one of the 'official' spies trailing me.I had to admit I was impressed, if there were markets like this on Earth, then I had failed to find one. They sold everything from food to weapons (swords AK47's, arrows), clothing to gold bars. I was. The Clue Bird shit on me with a vengeance. She was a middle aged (45-55 years old), Caucasian with a florid complexion and very light red-brown-blond hair with gray strands s**ttered through. She was smiling, from her lips to her light blue eyes. "Nice to see you again," as she took my hand to pull me inside. Did I mention she was somewhere over 250 pounds? Not especially tall, little feet and hands and massive breasts laying on a massive belly, big ass, thunder thighs and fat arms that went. Hers were the same color as the animals which had provided the fibers, dull browns, grays, tans and blacks. Her mother and grandmother had avoided sharp boundarys between the colors when they wove, so she would fade into the rocks better. They knew she would be out here on the caravan route tending the part of the flock they had for barter with the passing traders, who could barely find forage for their own pack animals, the strange double humped camels so unlike those that were found in wild.