A group of men came into the tent, each in the same dress, but with one clearly more ornate armour that the others. The men took turns talking to this...man, who seemed to be their leader. He pointed to some of the maps, describing something about them or something he wanted done. The servant came in and distributed drinks then stood in the corner of the room waiting. The leader then gave a small speech in their incomprehensible tongue then all the men drank from their cups in unison then made a. My wife works with all the, excuse the phrase, Yankees who come down here, working for big business. They're usually associated with some of the Maquiladoras across the border. She teaches them to operate in Spanish. Some of them might know Spanish, big business does that for their executives, but they can't "talk" it. So, the wife has an evening, once a week, where they come and go and the only rule is 'No English Spoken Here'."Those businessmen get to mingle with each other, which they enjoy. After a moment, I slowly got back to my feet, expecting Rando's blade to slide between my ribs any second."I'd say he's out of the fight." The Noble Lady was bent over Rando, peeling back one eyelid. He seemed to still be breathing, but there was definitely no one home."We make a good team," Smiling, I hobbled towards the door, which opened easily at my tug."Thrice bedamned!" I shouted. "He lied! This wasn't locked. You could have run!" And miss all this fun?" she smiled at me and I swear for a. I could feel the heat from her. I carried her to the bed and lay her down. She slipped off her panties as I dove between her legs. Her shaved pussy was dripping. I licked and sucked eagerly. She tasted wonderful. She wrapped her thighs around my head and came hard. When she settled down I stood up and she ripped my jeans off. She grabbed my cock and pulled me towards her. I worked it in and began to stroke it back and forth. After a few good minutes of fucking, I filled her hot pussy with my.