Of course, there was no way that I was not going to join Hippolyte on her wild ride into danger. At least, I could contribute something by using my ma...e with her left hand and arm. Initially, Hippolyte would use her lance, but she would soon switch to her longsword; the lance was sure to jam up stuck in some bone fairly soon. I would have free use of her left side until she had to switch to her bow.Hippolyte led the way from the fort to the gate in the wall. One of the men had come with us to. We broke apart and she jumped off the bed to answer it.I lay on my side and watched her body as she had a brief conversation. Her voice deepened again and I realised I was watching Pete, not Jenny! Not that it mattered now, as I found myself lusting after him/her no matter what role he/she was playing! I reached down and played with my cock waiting for the end of the phone call. Pete hung up and turned to me, his semi hard cock hanging down his thigh. ‘I have to go, work emergency. I wasn’t. I stepped in slowly, wincing a bit at the heat of the water. Carefully sitting down, I reached down, cupped my balls and sat down in the hot water. As I grew accustomed to the heat, I slowly withdrew my hands from my balls and rested my arms on the side of the tub. In spite of the heat, my cock remained hard as Susan grabbed the soap and began rubbing the back of my neck and down my back. Between the heat of the water and her massaging, I felt myself beginning to relax. The throbbing I had felt. Don't make me do it bitch." I stare at her, not sure what to do. Looking lost as I chew on my lip in contemplation. She stares at me with a growing impatient look as a minute passes by that could have taken an hour in my mind. Finally my hands go to the hem of my tank top, and I slowly begin to pull it over my head, nervous, frightened, and more then a little excited. I simply cannot help it as my tank top drops to the floor, my bra quickly following after. Freeing my small, but perky b cup.