The other vehicle turned out to be another tractor-trailer combination. This time the tractor was hauling a low bed trailer. On the trailer there was ... frontend loader. When Elsa spotted that she just beamed with joy.My party sailed on the Black Dragon this time. Behind us sailed the Windrunner, the two transport biremes, and the refitted Minoan bireme that I had rechristened 'Revenge'. The vessel now had two bow mounted ballistae and a stern mounted one. More importantly it mounted two rocket. We got into bed and kissed for a while as Tracey felt my cock stiffen she moved down the bed as I felt her warm mouth encase it sucking it slowly, I could hear her slurping on it before she slid back up my chest feeding my cock into her hungry fanny, it felt warm as it slid into her wet hole, her muscles gripping the shaft holding it like a prisoner not letting it escape, she wrapped the bed sheet around her waist as her hips started to grind on my pelvis, I reached up grasping her ample. She applied a generous coating of bright red lipstick and shiny gloss to accentuate her full lips and lastly paid special attention to her mascara, her eyelashes full and curled. It was a shame her face would not be so well made up for long, she really was stunningly beautiful. Stowing her bag, she slid back over to him Im ready master she softly whispered, almost trembling with her adrenaline rush. She knew where he was taking her and she was frightened yet excited. She would be used. Looking down at the flagstones leading away from the doorway, the frightened female's fears were solidified. A trail of wet footprints led away from the door. The wet spoor on the slate slabs was pointing towards the front of the shop where she had been. Someone had just come through here, and Jasmine suspected that it was the elderly yard-worker. Her opinion of him had mutated from sympathetic to annoying, and now, to ominously evil. What exactly were his intentions? Jasmine tried the doorknob.