I might be glad that they were leaving but I certainly wasn't going to rush them off without the wherefore all to survive. Fortunately the caravan tur...ed out to be as much of a treasure trove as had the packs belonging to the three men who had attacked Kola and me weeks ago.I recruited the men to help me unpack the possessions belonging to the caravan. That included Rory. It proved to be an interesting exercise. Barak, the leader of the slave caravan, hadn't just been trading in people. Along. But soon I was oblivious to Cathy and to all else but the two sets of jaws which, one after the other, set about in no uncertain way to bring my fella back to life. Angel had changed the script slightly and called for the twosome, for reasons that I soon came to appreciate. She had, truly, ‘been there before’. Of the two girls working on me one, Sandy, was clearly the owner of the slender fingers that had guided me through my orgasm, ensuring that the sperm shower drenched Cathy’s cunt and so. You may need to go out hunting tonight, ‘ she warned.‘No problem.‘“They’re pulling back under cover; looks like they’re going to have a re-think,” a Drow non-com called Birintuphaloq (shortened to Birry) stated.“Thought they might. Get the other corporals to check ammo status and see if any need medical attention.”“Yessir,” he saluted, then bellowed out, “Cease fire!” before giving out a raft of orders.“We held, Seeker,” Fumel confirmed.“Good, after the anti-personnel disaster, I was somewhat. But that’s not all I look for in an open-minded woman, you know.’ That brought Kate down to earth again. Well, mostly, anyway – she was still rubbing her hands gently on her ass-cheeks, and wondering if it would be out of line to give her nipples a pinch or two. What else could he want, she wondered? And did she have it? And would he fuck her anyway, if she didn’t? Wait, what? ‘For instance,’ he continued, ‘When I first walked in here, I thought your face looked kind of plain. No makeup, no.