Get moving again

“Zanya,” you grunt out from the blissful sensations brought on by the busty **** nimbly moving her slender fingers up and down the length of your member “stop.”

Your command causes Zanya’s seductive smile to fade, but she nevertheless cease what she’s doing and allow you to slip out of her grasp and get up your feet while Maluba remains on her stomach in front of you.

“You two should get dressed,” you speak with a soft and friendly tone as you remember that you don’t seem to need to shout or curse to make the two women do your bidding, “and collect whatever valuables you might find and place them on the bed or on the floor.”

“We’re leaving?” Maluba asks as she finally rolls over onto her back, and the sight of her lying there with her legs spread and her full breasts resting on her chest is very nearly enough to make you forget all about your plans.

“My men were among the first inside the city walls,” you barely even notice that you’re now referring to your comrades as though you’re their leader, “so even with the time spent here we should be able to find an even larger prize if we’re quick about it.”

Stepping away from the rug on which you’ve been “socializing” with Maluba and Zanya, you quickly gather up your clothing and armour and proceed to put them back on. Of course, the many items which your outfit consists of ensures that no matter how fast you are to get dressed, Zanya has already donned her white dress and Maluba is once more clad in the triangular thong which clings so enticingly to her sex.

Indeed, even looking at how Zanya’s huge breasts seem ready to come bursting out of her dress as she moves across the floor towards the desk that’s loaded with treasures or at how the thin back of Maluba’s skimpy underwear disappears in between her delectable buttocks as she raises herself up on her toes to collect one of the large shields that’s mounted on the wall is enough to cause you to pause and stand there half-dress as you consider staying where you are and enjoy the two incredible women a little more yet again, before you finally shake your head and resume getting dressed.

Strapping the axe onto your back and making sure that every piece of your armour is right where it should be, you nod at Maluba as she carries the second shield over to the bed, and the dark-skinned beauty responds to your nod with a bright smile that seems to warm your chest.

“Men!” It’s amazing, the remains of your unit are busy enjoying themselves with wine, food and the slaves which you passed over, and yet all you have to do get their attention is to raise the volume of your voice a little.

“Yes, Thadeus?” Sarge asks, sounding as though he’s as willing to obey your command as anyone else in the room.

“We’re leaving,” you begin to explain; “we’re heading further into the city to find a nice mansion to plunder, and more women to fuck.”

Your men sit still in their seats for a few moments, but then Sarge nods his head and chuckles softly.

“Thadeus’ right, we need more women and more loot. We breached the walls, so it isn’t right that someone else should get all the really fat catches.” Sarge agrees with you.

“Good, though I don’t think that you’re ready to leave straight away,” you observation is motivated by the fact that Sarge is currently seated with his legs spread wide apart and his trousers pulled open so that the lithe teen in the peculiar leather-outfit can suck on his cock.