The Nadi hafts forked through the air and met their marks, prompting a duet of screams. The big orc’s head whipped around, his bulging eyes finding me in the dark. He launched another spear that would have blown through my head had I not ducked at the last second. I jumped to another branch as two crossbow bolts whistled past my ear, ducked beneath the cover of the canopy, and raced up a trunk, breaching the ceiling of leaves. I stopped when I heard their confused yells, and once again focused on slowing my heartrate, waiting for the perfect moment between beats to fire. A gust of wind caused the tree to sway, and I risked a little movement to center myself. The branch I was perched on cracked under my weight, and I leapt to another just as it gave out beneath my feet. “There!” Roared the big orc as he gestured to me, now plainly silhouetted amateur against the amateurs moonlight. He launched another spear at me as I danced to another branch. Two orcs began to climb my tree at an alarming rate, forcing me to divert my aim from the large orc. I put an arrow in each of their eyes, then stared down my final target. The big orc stood below me, gazing up defiantly with his arms outstretched. I notched two arrows reality this time, aiming above and below. He saw, but he didn’t move. Well, that was fine with me. An arrogant orc is a dead orc, and if he wanted his balls shot off, then pov I- the branch beneath me gave way with a deafening crack. 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 with a deep, graveled tenor. The Terdini’s reputation was not exaggerated. Brocks muscles bulged from every part of his body, corded with striations and enhanced with veins, his frame twice the width of an elf male. His hair hung in thick dreads from his scalp, his nose was wide and pierced at the septum, and his irises were completely black, blending in with his pupils. Two large canine teeth protruded from his jaw and rested across his upper lip, completing Hardcore his ferocious portrait. Even though she had sworn to keep it a secret, just between the two of them. She didn’t necessarily look any different, she just tried on more outfits before settling on one. "Is all this really necessary? We walked inside, I looked around, there was all different types of “spy equipment” on display. Why don't you go find some young man out there to have sex with?' If I told her she was sterile, how would she react? "Lame" Liam called out. Rekha went red, deep shade of reality red, on being told to remove her sarree. Her boobs were magnificent, just watching them juggling while she danced made me weak. I had a bit of a go at Ryan for not asking me, but he knew that I knew that I’d do it. He said no and then she asked Steve and he also told her no. 'But the sexiest thing is in having them on a cunt' saying this he placed his amateurs hand squarely on her hot mound. But I think I found her.” “Oh, fuck.” She massaged my balls and even took a tentative finger and massaged around my anal opening. Great I’m still wet and super horny I need a cock bad when can we invite them over”? I was breathing quite heavily, yet softly. Her hair was as red Hardcore as the fire she reached for, skin pale and soft as the moonlight spilling through the stained glass windows, several years younger than amateur I. She stood on her tiptoes, a difficult feat, given the servants' uniform white wedge sandals. “Yesssssss…” she hissed. He felt the roughness of the panties rubbing and scratching against it. Apparently, she had the same idea of joining me in the shower. Nat hesitated a little but began gently grinding to feel my tip tease a little into her clenching hole. Reaching back behind her neck she untied the loop holding the strips of fabric covering her chest and let them fall away, leaving her bare from the sternum up, then unzipped the dress at the side so that her dress now barely clung to her. Taylor quietly bid his time, waiting for a moment when Suzanne was distracted or had to go to the bathroom, when he could drop the mickey Finn into her drink. After about twenty minutes of walking he found the companies’ headquarters, and sure pov enough the new soldiers were lingering around it.