Besides, the money brought in from Phoenician slavers would greatly aid in insuring the colony's survival.The last thing you remember was making camp ...round a spring of fresh sweet water and ordering the sentries to their night watch before going to sleep in your tent. Now you lay on you back bound by thick leather manacles on your wrists and ankles in a spread eagle “X” position to a large heavy wooden table carved with strange and ominous runes. The tunic you sleep in has been stripped off,. Raj had not been round for a couple of days, and I felt so fucking horney from thinking of Raj’s thick, brown Indian cock, that I just ripped my clothes off and got the rabbit out for a spin. I had made myself so wet thinking of his cock, that I did not need anything to ease that rabbit in. I set it on max; I really don’t know why they have any lower settings.And straight in, it did wonders on my clit as I pumped it in and out so fucking hard, I wanted to make it hurt, I found that was the best. They were doing these kinds of trips few times a year, once in their own country and other times they would visit other guest countries which visited them in the first place. It was a great way to meet new people, to build some future business relations, but for the most part, to have fun. This time, they took a trip from their home city. They drove around three hours to their destination, and during the trip they were drinking and having fun in the bus. He was the boss of the fridge and main. She wasn't sure if I would reciprocate.Ava started it. She had taken her finger and was running it around the rim of her wineglass, dipping it in slightly and flicking her tongue across her finger, tasting the wine. I couldn't help but watch. Who wouldn't? It was sexy as hell, watching the tip of her finger disappear into her red painted mouth. I think she enjoyed seeing me watch her. When she touched her wine stained finger to my lip, my tongue darted out for a taste. I don't think I could've.