The weeks of travel turned out to be a success, if only business wise. Angique never before focused so entirely on keeping busy. She drove her people ...ard, skipping almost all the pleasure aspects that usually made their trips so agreeable. Marijke, who had been her right hand for years, took her aside after they stumbled exhaustedly into yet another anonymous hotel bar."I don't care about myself, Angique," she said, sweeping her flaming orange curls to one side. "But please tell me — are you. Yeah, baby." Sylvia froze as she heard the muffled voice coming from the bedroom. It was a man's voice, deep and husky. She liked the sound of that voice. "Yeah, like that. That's so good." She knew what she was supposed to do now. Just get the hell out of there, and leave this man and whoever was with him alone. The door to the bedroom was ajar, but she couldn't see anything from where she was standing. Yeah, she really should leave now. That would be the right thing to do. But she didn't. And pushed Maggi’s mouth, Maggi said, “Pete, fuck me Pete, Fuck Me!” Donna finished bucking as she covered her clit, “It’s too sensitive, don’t touch it”. Dan came back to Maggi’s ass and knelt down to look close as my cock was sliding as deep as I could go into Maggi’s dripping Pussy. Maggi arched her back and declared, “I’m coming, cum in me Pete, Cum!” Donna said, “Fill her with Cum Pete, fill your wife’s pussy!” I came as I was all in, hard pulses of cum shooting deep into her pussy. After. Just deadly silence. The flowing darkness just tried to kill us. How could I close the distance? It had such great reach. My blade was so short compared to the knifing spears it made. They were twice the length of my arm.“How do we stop shadowmancing?” I shouted at Ealaín.“There is a way,” Ealaín said.“What is it?” Ignoring the throbbing pain of my broken finger, I pulled a throwing dagger from my bandoleer. I sucked in a breath as I gripped it awkwardly.I flicked my wrist. I winced at the.