It was not perfect, but did reduce the force of the blow by 20%. Jack swapped his mail shirt for this, and it magically adjusted its size to fit him. ...There was a skullcap in the coffin which Hat said would impart some additional protection. It was good for a 12% reduction in the force of physical blows, so Jack donned that, also. There were some flasks of manna and some gold in the sarcophagus, so it was a real treasure trove.They didn't find anything in either of the other two sarcophagi, but. .. I don't know..." Leon shook himself. "Besides, there's still a good chance we'll get back now, even if we're still here after 1 PM... Courage Amy... Please? I'll promise you and Mayoni one thing. You'll never be brothel bitches while I'm alive." Dear sister," said Mayoni. "I join Leon in this promise. You will never be a brothel bitch while I'm alive."Amy nodded her head in thanks and closed her eyes.12:23 PM EDT, at the Junction of Routes 32 and 72 (5 hours, 5 minutes to Path closing)Mahi. Rob began to move me, pushing me forward and pulling me back by my hips; my cavities were invaded by their two stiff pricks. I could feel Hal's throbbing cock in my cunt, and Rob's dick way up my ass. I reached behind me, and I felt both of their pairs of balls at once, and the feeling of their balls pressing together really turned me on. I came, my body jerking and writhing all over the place, my moans coming out of my mouth around Jim's big, fat dick. I sucked on the head of his cock even. I had Carl set me up in the accounting as a paying customer of Information and Surveillance Associates. I'd pay that branch of my firm from my personal checking account. It was a little thing but it would keep any auditors happy.We discussed ways and means of putting tails on my wife to see where she went, who she went with, and what they did when they got there. I felt guilty, and that was foolish. The hurt from this last weekend, combined with what I'd realized Friday night had been a.