I guess she figured she would try to get this over with before she put on too much of a show so she started sucking with gusto and that was fine with ...me. I didn’t mind the truckers who could look down into the car and enjoy the show. What I wasn’t keen on was a cop spotting us. I let myself go and with Jan’s concentrated effort I was shooting in no time at all. She sucked down every drop and when she was satisfied that she caught the last of it she came back up and got me back together.“Not bad. My stomach lurched, my breath choked, and I desperately grasped for something to catch my fall as I tumbled into darkness. I awoke to the blurred sight of a camp fire, the sounds of crackling wood and the smell of cooking meat. My hands were bound tightly behind my back, and my legs were bound together at the thighs, shins and ankles. A large foot thumped down inches from my face, and the big orc squatted to meet my gaze. “Hello, she-elf. I am Brock, leader of the Terdini tribe.” Brock spoke. He had brown curly hair cut fairly short, a nice face, dark eyes, and a killer body. He was medium height like me but built a little bigger than me. Muscular but lean. A baseball player build. We'd talked in passing the way you do with dorm mates, but I didn't know him all that well. I did know he usually had a parade of women in and out of his room, as did his roommate, Ford. I smiled, "No, got my key but Zack is busy with some chick at the moment." I stressed the word busy. Patrick. I was pretty sober as I hadn't had much to drink. We got back to my room and I sat down on my bed. Joe started to get undressed, I'd expected him to go to the toilet and get changed in there, but I wasn't going to complain. I just sat back and enjoyed the show as he bent over in front of me, taking off his boxers, and I got one hell of an eyeful. He had a lovely plump ass that just screamed for the attention of my hands and lips. I wasn't totally sober, so maybe my decision making wasn't the.