The Market was a chaotic, loud mess full of people. Scattered, brightly colored awnings and pavilions gave some shade to the rugs and rickshaws covere... in goods. Merchants hawked their wares and haggled with each other. The smells of unwashed bodies mixed with fresh breads and cooked meats. They ignored most of the people trying to push bargains on them, stopping to purchase a pair of savory curry pies before pushing through the throng to a large colorful tent on the edge of the market. Being ‘old’ I know I’m not going to blow any time soon and so I take my own sweet time. Sue starts raising her hips to meet my dick and suddenly she alters the angle of her hips. This catches me off guard as my dick-head lodges between her lips. She groans in my ear, then she thrusts per pussy onto my dick. If I was a ‘young’ man these sensations would have caused me to blow her my load. Sue starts gripping my bum trying to get me to fuck her. I slide my knees back and settle my groin heavily. Then we can talk about my arms. They aren't bad, anyway." Bullshit," Kayla said to her mate as she stared at the ribbons of skin hanging down from his wrists and the matted blood on the back of his head. "Get in that chamber like Laura said, or so help me, I'll get the team in here to put you in there."Jones stood back grinning, watching his colonel get a dressing down."Look, Kayla," Jeff tried to reason. "I can wait for Little One to come out. She'll fix me up just fine."Whitworth walked back. Coming closer to the woman, I could see she had shoulder-length black hair, brown eyes made darker by the kohl, sharp features, good height and no make-up or jewelry.She signaled me with her hand to sit down in front of her between Amber and Julie.The woman began telling me how the group helps fulfill potential, achieve inner peace and serenity. Then she talked about my life and what I was looking for.After nearly forty minutes of discussion, she asked me, "What's the most precious material.