We really didn’t have any time to spare; the finalist holding the short bladed sword that had run Drake through a minute ago, was just now wising up... to our game, and was looking in our direction with more than a bit of malice. The other two finalists with the pair of billy clubs were just watching us with a wink and a smirk. Very clearly, they didn’t consider us their problem and they seemed entirely content to stand in the center of the circle and await their just rewards. They’d already won,. She watched me, her gaze locked onto mine, not once straying to the golden stream that exited my swollen cunt, not caring about the puddle that was pooling beneath her knees on the tiles. I had thought her beautiful before, but I’d been wrong. In that moment she was divinity itself, a goddess, a creature beyond mere words. When finally, I was drained, she fastened her mouth to me, her tongue snaking inside of me. I lasted the space of a dozen heartbeats before I came so hard that I feared I. I felt as though every erogenous zone in my body was being teased into life all at once, it was almost overwhelming with it’s potency. "Spread those legs for me," she ordered, and I gasped involuntarily. Damn, she knew it was turning me on. I wished it wouldn't, but I couldn't deny it to myself. She watched me close my eyes, listening to her every word. She repeated it, watching my lips tremble. "Spread. Your. Legs." I slowly obliged and separated my now slightly trembling legs about a foot. The other three all looked muscular and Cal instinctively sensed that fighting was a familiar activity for them. He could get no immediate sense of their ages. The leader was the closest to Cal's group and he was roughly fifteen feet from Cal.The next step was to plan an attack that would turn Cal's tenuous defensive position into an offense of some kind. Cal came up blank on that. Any aggressive action on his part would bring all of the attackers on him at once, or worse, it would leave his.