Men were busy re-stocking the powder and cannon shot, as well as carrying quivers of arrows to stations set up for archers. The sadness of loss and mo...urning weren’t part of a battle, as the bodies were laid on the ground, along side the others who died in the taking of the wall. Once the preparations for battle were finished, a birlinn would be loaded with them and sailed back to Tioram, to be given the peace and rest their souls deserved. The four men cut away the lines of the sail and. They were playing a game Bo had hatched up in the hot tub. He was always coming up with some clever game and this one was new for Tanya. It was called the 'coat hanger' game for lack of a better name. Simply enough, she was holding onto a wooden coat hanger with both hands. If she let go, she lost. Bo on the other hand could not touch her directly. If he could not get her to let go of the coat hanger within an hour, then he lost. What the winner got as a prize had not been made clear but Tanya. She gasped slightly and hummed agreeably. For a few more moments I fingered her tight little backside, before I pulled them out, and snapped my fingers in the air. Cherry knew what I meant, and sunk down to the floor between my knees, squeezing her breasts slightly and holding them up for me. ‘You need some sucking, sir?’ She smiled as I unzipped, and pulled my boxers down, and hummed in appreciation when I pulled out my cock. She looked at it with a big grin, her head cocked to the side. He was licking up my juices like they were a treat, lapping at my clit randomly until, instead of coming, I was poised on the edge, so close to falling over the edge again, but not quit able to. I wanted to scream with frustration. I started begging him to make me come, to put his tongue in me, into my pussy, my ass, to fuck me. I needed him to make me his bitch and fuck me…Eventually, either he got the message or he just decided on his own. I gasped out loud as he suddenly mounted me, his.