”“We’ll do better next time,” Marja nodded with a slight smile.Crnnch stood at ease whilst his ... rival, Hortcha, went over what was known, w...hich didn’t take too long at all.“A catalogue of failure,” Hortcha eventually sneered.“So far,” Crnnch shrugged.“Whoever it is, seems to want to keep in the shadows, only emerging where they must and destroying the evidence afterwards.”“Obviously,” Crnnch replied in such a manner as to imply that Hortcha was very much stating the obvious.“Still, I’m here. After almost ten minutes, George started fucking my face faster and harder. His cock was actually getting harder and he was breathing heavy. Without any warning, the first jet of his cum hit the back of my throat. I moved so that just the head was in my mouth as the remaining six jets of cum shot out of his cock. I savored the delicious cum before swallowing it. It was at that moment that I realized I had cum in my pants without so much as touching my cock!George's cock came out of my mouth. Danka and the remaining nymphs had to go down and rescue her, because it was obvious she was still alive and must not be captured. When the women got to her, she was bleeding profusely and it was obvious her leg was badly hurt. Danka tore off her own skirt and ripped it into strips to make a tourniquet. The surviving nymphs, joined by a squad of Danubian musket-men, covered Danka and another squad member as they dragged Dalibora towards a stone house. They laid her on the floor and Danka more. She had been focused on him and he had liked the feeling, liked her attention and liked feeling special. Then her gaze suddenly moved from him to Richard and it was as if he had been shuttered out, used, made into a guy watching the stripper. He got angry because he had been so turned on, and when she turned back to him he pulled her close, smoothing his hands along her back until his fingers were curled around her shoulders and her tank top was bunched under her breasts. She could feel the.