Would you like me to?”
“I would.”
“Then lead the way, Miss Endera.” He gestured. The carts following up the main column of troops was messily pilfered by the soldiers, setting up tents and fires in good time. Stubble roughed against her skin as she explored his mouth, and he hers. He worked it in and around the hole with a forefinger, pushing it in up to the third knuckle. The night wore on in conversation, exhaustion began to creep into Alice’s frame, and she began to make her excuses, placing her discomfort down to tiredness. She slipped the head into her mouth, filling her mouth with saliva as she did so, increasing the pace of her hand working the shaft. She moaned as it entered, but her face betrayed no pain. Satisfied, she rose into a kneeling position, and crawled towards him like a cat, lapping up the beads of jizz that still dripped from the head of his dick. When they arrived at her tent, she ducked inside, and as he followed, she pulled and pinned him to the ground, locking her lips to his in a probing
