The cozy spot in the corner was even better that I had expected. We ordered drinks, wine for me of course and another rum and coke for the cowboy. “...ould you care to taste my wine?” I asked. He smiled and nodded and with that I took as sip leaned over put my lips to his and let him taste, as my arms warped around his neck and my tongue darted into in mouth.“I’ve never tasted wine so sweet,” he said as he put his strong arm around me, his hand brushing the side of my breast. “Would you like. I didn't want to hurt her, but I certainly didn't want to stop. It felt so good inside her hot wetness. All I could think about was getting deeper and deeper into her and without realizing it I started to thrust in more quickly. She let out a cry. "Please be gentle with me, you must go slowly at first and then I promise, you can fuck me harder once you are all the way inside of me." She pulled at her thighs trying to open herself more to me. Finally I had buried myself as far as I could, with. He led us down to a hollow in the ground where a dozen similar men sat completely unconcerned with the encroaching battle. He led us through them, directly to a weathered old man with a few scraggly chin whiskers and began talking in a language I’d never heard.The old man looked at us. “I am Scout Sniper Platoon Commander Seriov. Did you run?”I nodded stiffly. “We were never given rifles and the big guns were all destroyed, we had nothing to fight with.”He studied the dirt and smoke residue on. Their imperialistic aspirations were quickly dashed as Mandora proved to be a small but hard nut to crack, and the two kingdoms signed a peace treaty after three years of hard fighting. Nowadays only Salka remained as a supplier on the continent for the slave trade, as it continued to launch repeated expeditions against the barbarian tribes that plagued the kingdom with raids in the north and west.“Well anyway, let’s put me in a bath before we meet the ambassador.” The prince grimaced. “I’m all.