“Sathya, note it down,” said the Sage before asking the couple some questions. Sathya took a palm leaf to note their response. The Sage asked many... questions like, “How often do you have sex in a week? What position do you generally do it? How long does the sex last.”And many more such pervy questions. Both Sathya and the Sage enjoyed hearing the answers from the embarrassed couples.“Based on your answers, I would say that you have been doing things correctly. So there is nothing wrong with the. We did it,” he exclaimed excitedly.“That we did. Did anyone send a messenger to Captain Karbo?” I asked.“One left even before you were back out the gate,” he laughed. “You seem to have a knack for finding beautiful slave girls.”“I have a knack for finding and killing enemy officers,” I corrected. “They are the ones with the beautiful slave girls. I just take them away from the dead officers. I missed two of the girls when I killed the first two officers. They were beneath a light blanket and I. As we moved out of the bathroom he steered me away from the bedroom & back into the lounge. He bought me back to the couch but instead of laying me there he pushed me down to kneel down in front of the coffee table in front of the couch. He grabbed the bottle of massage oil & said I think its time I paid attention to your lovely cheeks. As I knelt there he drizzled oil over my behind & started massaging it into my back, going down over my cheeks & down to my knees. It felt great & I relaxed as. My cock throbbed at the sight of her glory hole, her eyes motioning me to tear her apart with lust.I started off with her panty, tearing it off from the middle. My face leaned forward and a kiss greeted her pussy.I bit the folds of her clit, my fingers rummaging through her insides.She was moaning and dripping at the same time. We switched sides as she got on the bed while I sat on the floor, my tongue still exploring the deep contours of her vagina.My pants could no longer contain my throbbing.