He was only lightly armoured, having had to travel a great distance to reach this place. The men before him wore heavy armour, carried both sword and ...hield. The first man lunged; he parried, dodged, backed away, forcing them to move after him. In their heavy armour they would tire more easily than he did, and he would need every advantage he could get. He kept moving, circling, darting in to strike then dancing away, forcing them to move constantly out of each other's way, careful never to let. I squealed and squirmed, but he held me down and shoved me higher on the dresser so my feet were tip toe touching the floor.Suddenly with a turn of his wrist I felt the anal bead in his fingers pushed tight on my little lubed hole. He held it there while I wiggled in surprise, waiting for me to become still and stop fighting."Relax, just relax." He whispered slowly. "I wont hurt you."Relieved, but still pinned hard, and feeling his cock on my backside I tried to calm myself while he applied. Even she gives him signals.” I was a bit shocked to hear but wanted to witness it from my eyes.So I asked Kunal to get close with that gym trainer, Sam, who was just 27 years old and quite young. But he had a great physique and biceps. Kunal got close to that gym trainer, and he told Kunal that “Shivani is a desperate woman and gives him wrong signals.”He even said that if he can get a lonely place where he can take her, he can easily get laid with her. I asked Kunal to give him his flats keys. I moved my finger-tips up and down on her side, pinching the material of her ensemble.“Yeah,“ I replied, “Keep looking.”My awkward feeling had given away to lust.“Would you have any idea where I should look?” she asked.I spied a box under the alcove of the desk.“Maybe it’s in there,” I said, nodding at the cardboard box under the desk.“Maybe so,” she replied, turning and bending over to retrieve the box. As she bent over, her very short skirt rode up the back of her well-toned thighs, allowing.