“Sounds like my kind of town.” Yavara winked at me. “You’ll love it.” I smiled back. “Do I not get a fucking vote?!” Brock snapped at me. His expression gentled when he looked at Yavara. “My queen, I know Zander is a thousand years old, and he may be the wisest man in the world, but you should heed my council as well.” “Oh, so now you’re co-counsel to the queen?” I asked, my eyebrows raised. Brock stopped packing and held his arms out to his sides. “I think that my opinion should be considered. It’s an army of beasts she will be leading; there’s a lot of logistics in raising and supporting an army that you don’t know about, Zander! There’s food, weapons, morale, tactics, strategy, formations and uh… and a whole bunch of other shit that I know, and you don’t!” I rubbed my chin mockingly. “So, are we to make the chieftain of one of the smallest tribes in the Great Forest the Froktora of an army we don’t have? desi Maybe we indian should travel to the Bend and talk with Cermonok; he sure seems to have a better handle on things than you.” I knew the mention of his rival would push Brock over the edge, and he reacted in a predictable manner. He roared his war cry and charged head-on into me. I pushed my staff to the ground and smirked as he bounced off my arcane shield, his massive body recoiling and collapsing onto ground. “Stop!” Yavara’s voice cut through the tent. She moved herself between Brock and I, wisely not tending to the orc whose pride was hurt more than his body. “Brock, we are going to Ardeni Dreus to find an old friend of Zander’s; she can help me access my abilities. Once we’ve done that, we will find a way to raise coin and head back to the Great Forest. You don’t have to come, but I need a warrior of your skill at my back in case things get rough, and…” Yavara glared at me before turning her attention back to Brock, “…we need a great military mind to become Froktora of my army when the time comes.” Brock stood up and dusted himself off, staring daggers into me before kindly addressing Yavara. “My queen, we can go to Ardeni to help you with your powers, but earning money in that place is harder than pulling a tick out of your ass. Everyone there wants something, and you have nothing to offer but your body, and I will be dead before you stoop to such lows. I say we get you your powers, then we come back here and raid stage coaches until we have a fortune. With you and your abilities, me and a band of my best men, and this fucker and his stupid stick, we could hit every merchant from here to the Highlands without a scratch.” “Without a scratch, Brock? Didn’t this very woman take out nine of your best men with nothing but a bow? It hurt so bad. “No, Joe, not inside me! I’m not on the pill!” She tongued the hole and then took as much as she could, almost all, before she chocked. I hitched my skirt, then pushed the crotch of my soaking wet panties aside. I let the smoke of my lungs, and fell backwards. Oh, how it turned me on to feel him pressing inside my neck, to taste him with every surface of my soft mouth. There were too many sensations. It was Wu and he asked me if I was okay. desi They were arrested for the production and sales of a certain kind of porn, and that’s all I’ll say about that part. I didn’t feel hungry, I had lost my appetite, but nature still called. He fucked her with a fury. After a few minutes discussing the business side of things I asked Darren to let me in; then to follow me about 10 minutes later. It would at least force a stay of execution.” I was surprised at the tightness. Shannon and Vickie went over to the buffet table loaded a couple of paper plates. The futa was on top pumping away into the girl's pussy with her foot long cock. It was way too big and had just taken it off when Jon pulled back the curtain. Were these all true? Please comment if you'd like to see more. Tom’s asked us if we’d mind if Jenny moved in at the start of the next term. She asked I said sure I wasn't dating anyone at the time. Suddenly she bounced off the desk, rearranged her skirt and started out of the room. Then forced his tongue into the indian rosebud. He wanted it used to get her hair and makeup like he wanted. "Hmm, thank you. You can rest in my bed. We both awoke the next morning to Billy banging around the living room. I feasted on the Black woman, lapping at her pink flesh. It seemed to me that her aggressive passion swelled. “God, yes,” he panted, fisting his cock.