I complained struggling against them, telling I was leaving and needed to get my wife out of there."Just sit down, relax and enjoy the show. Your slut...y white wife is not going anywhere; she is enjoying herself" The second man said and laughed.Then both guys pushed me back into my seat and then returned to stand guard over the dance floor whilst watching Anita’s performance.Ana's movements had changed. Instead of the smooth motion dancing, her head now was jerking back rhythmically, the top. I had cheerfully volunteered the shop’s two wagons for this. Turned on their sides, they made a pretty good barrier to a swordsman. Other wagons, rock piles, tables, whatever was handy would be used. After the battle we would reclaim what was left of them. If we had to repair them we could do it.When the Captain’s force marched out, we would man the barricades. The Captain would march his formation in whatever direction our cavalry scouts told him to go, and before long they would be clear of. He asked if i would do it again. I said yes.We went upstairs in to a small bedroom.He took off his trousers and pulled down his pants. He was hard. he took my hand and put it on his cock and i wanked him.He started to pull off my jeans and pants, I didn't stop him. I stepped out of them and then he started to wank me too. He seemed to know I was so close to cumming and he stopped. He asked if i would wear something for him. I said yes. He handed me some white school girl knickers. I put them on. Levy pulled hard on my balls and started to moan.He leaned forward and softly french kissed me as he released hot, wet ropes of alpha cum inside of my ass. His moans of pleasure and passionate kiss brought me to a second orgasm almost immediately after my first. His head ran back and forth over my prostate, triggering the last gasps of pleasure it had left.We sat there for a second in silence, breathing heavy. His long cock still pulsing in my hole. My soft little clit twitching with a string.