The bra was more difficult, being designed for a woman with a smallerrack than the breast forms she used. But regardless she slid his armsthrough the ...traps, and pulled the back as tight as it would go, JUSTmanaging to clip the clasps together. She checked the view from the frontand grinned wickedly as the too-small-cups pushed the false breaststogether, giving her ex-boss deep, cavernous cleavage.From the bag she produced a small plastic packet which she quicklyopened, pulling sheer nylon. I was sitting up on my knees as both of us were pulling my clothes off and I squirmed about in a sexual way, knowing what was about to happen. I couldn't help much with his because I was pretty smashed at that point. He was a tall muscular guy. He got on top of me and I felt his warm cock against my wet pussy and clit. He worked fast and I could tell he knew what he was doing and that was exciting. I couldn't wait to get fucked by a pro. I never got a good look at his. Em thought perhaps it was Spanish. She tried him out, welcoming him in Spanish. He smiled and said, “I’m Brazilian. How is your Portuguese?” It was Em’s turn to smile, though ruefully. “My Portuguese is so bad it’s non-existent,” she said. He said, “Well, perhaps I can teach you some Brazilian Portuguese during the massage.” His big almost black eyes looked straight through her robe, she thought. It gave her a thrill. “That would be nice,” she said. She was, she thought, using the future. Oath forced her to drink a health potion, but it wouldn’t get her into fighting condition soon enough. The monster the men had feared arrived, some kind of hulking crossbreed between a grizzly bear and a komodo dragon. Its back was covered in thick scales and its underside didn’t seem very weak either. It stood on its hind legs, exposing its malicious claws, and released a roar from between two rows of shark-like teeth.Beth, standing behind Oath and Trevor, shot it in the stomach with an arrow,.