The full, immense length of her bloated cum-pipe burrowed deep into his fleshy tunnel. They moaned together in mutual pleasure as her hips met his bru...sed ass cheeks and she bottomed out in her eager slave. His ass was the preeminent holster to her magnificent endowment. It had been that way for well over a year now and would be so for the rest of his bottom-bitch life.Bayonetta moved her hips in small circles, stretching him out even further as she reveled in his warm depths. Her hot, pulsing. I went and had a look at them with my binoculars and saw that we had ample time to set up an ambush. I also did a head count of what we were up against.The caravan consisted of a dozen horses that were being used by mounted troops and over three dozen camels, all of which were laden with goods. That added three dozen plus drovers to the count of bad guys I needed to worry about. Naturally the slaves and their guards brought up the rear of the caravan. I didn't even try and count how many slaves. I put on nice khaki pants and a nice button up shirt, lose the tie that would go with teaching, and head out. I head out to the bar and sit down at an open spot, towards the back, right so I can see beautiful women start to come in to the bar. One comes in that has a nice busty rack, and bigger waist overall, but she is followed by her husband with hand firmly around her and no one was going to come in between them. The next person through the door is another solo guy, great, now I have. Soon, Sr. Cornelia would walk out into the vegetable gardens and call for the other students who had been working off their penances as well. Time to go to chapel and repent on your knees until the dinner bell rang.Sienna had joked to another fellow student just an hour ago, joking that she'd rather be on her knees doing something else. If she had only known ... had her words caused what followed to come to pass?But it hadn't started that way, in fact before now she hadn't seen the man.