In a moment I felt the first finger enter my ass and then the second. I was beyond normal consciousness at this point and was open – literally and f...guratively – to whatever she wanted to do. I don't think she realized that entirely at the time, but it really didn't make any difference at that point.I couldn't focus on what was being said because the sensation of Sara sucking my dick and Marcus pushing himself into my mouth, with Mina's fingers in my ass was taking over. I was in total sensory. But Harry still felt slightly awkward.He said: "But you two have been friends forever – if she doesn't approve, she'll be pissed at you." If she's like that, she shouldn't be my friend," Samantha said simply, and that was apparently that.They lay on her bed and for a long while, just kissed. It was sensational, exploring each other's mouths, tongues dancing, lips tangling, soft like silk. Harry was a fast learner, it seemed, because though he'd never done this before, he was soon confident.But. I couldn't help crying and yelling from the pain and then he told me to fuck myself with it while he watched, and that if I wanted to get home before evening I better do it. I did, even though I could not stand the pain. He had his two other guys come and watch. the other men were gone. The three of them kept telling me to fuck myself harder and faster and laughed when I cried and yelled and begged them to let me stop. Finally he said I could stop when he said I could and told me to just shut. Yeah. Like that was going to happen.“I don’t know what she is, but she isn’t a coldblooded lizardkin. The river is nearly freezing, and dangerous for anyone. A lizardkin would die in minutes. She must be some kind of monster. Stupid. Idiots.”, muttered an annoyed looking foxkin near my hiding place. All of the other bandits fit their classes. Strength for fighters. Intelligence for the wizard. Agility for the rogues. But, this foxkins highest stat was intelligence and her lowest stat was.