Meeting her new john

“Now go sit over there,” Norfolk went on, nodding at the wagon as a thin smirk formed on his lips, “I don’t want you to get distracted.”

Holding his cockhead in front of her mouth, Druuna was unwilling to let go off Norfolk, but eventually she loosened her grip and felt Clara move in next to her.

Unlike before on the cart, there was no struggle for dominance going on between the two women as they sat on their knees in front of Norfolk, Clara even going so far as to plant a soft and tender kiss on Druuna’s cheek and sending her a friendly smile.

Getting up on her feet, Druuna knew that Norfolk was watching her as she walked the short distance to the cart, and so made sure to sway her ass even more than usual, carrying on to lean all the way forwards to further accentuate the perfect globes of her butt when she was about to climb into the cart.

Watching Druuna show off her ass to him, Norfolk grunted as he felt Clara smothering his cockhead with soft kiss, the delectable blonde soon going on to lap at it with her tongue, coating it with her saliva through the soft lashings of her tongue.

Pushing Norfolk’s cock away from her until its crown was pressed against his stomach just under his ribcage, Clara held it in that position through the use of both her hands and proceeded to run her tongue from its root all the way up to its tip, making sure to focus on the sensitive tongue of skin which connected his cockhead with his foreskin.

“I want you to fuck me like you fucked Druuna,” Clara told Norfolk once she’d allowed his cock to fall back into its natural position, still feeling nervous whenever she said something “dirty.”

“I will,” Norfolk promised her, and then placed one hand on her head and pushed it towards his cock, watching as Clara opened her mouth.

Closing her eyes when she felt the plump business-end of Norfolk’s member brush past her ripe lips, Clara had begun to accept the fact that she loved the taste of his and that what she really wanted to do was to make him cum so that she could gulp down his jizz.

“The man I want you to fuck,” Norfolk began to say to Druuna, who had positioned herself on the cart with her legs spread wide to show off her wet pussy, getting a thrill out of exposing herself to him even though she knew that she had been completely naked around him for the last day so that there wasn’t a lot of her which he hadn’t already seen, “is my neighbour, he lives about half an hour’s walk down the road.”

Combing through her triangular patch of matted pubes with one finger, Druuna pushed on until the digit was sliding over her glossy vulva, teasing herself by circling it around the entrance to her slit as Norfolk looked on in silence, the sight of her preparing to finger her pussy apparently having caused him to loose his chain of thought. Although it might not wholly have been Druuna’s fault, since the way in which Clara was bobbing her head up and down his cock would have been enough to make most men forget what they were saying.

“He’s an old scavenger who became a farmer,” Norfolk managed to stumble on just before Clara **** him to halt again by reaching in to cup his balls, the blunt end of his member being a few millimetres away from the back of her throat.

“I trade him finds for food, but I might need his help…” Norfolk’s eyes took on a glazed quality as he watched Druuna stab two fingers into her dripping snatch, her face suddenly transforming into a mask of wanton lust as she felt her sex being invaded.

“Because of Harlan,” Norfolk managed to squeeze out as he ogled Druuna sitting there with a pair of fingers rammed to the hilt inside of her slit, the rest of her right hand cupping her sex as her pubes brushed against her wrist.

After that, Norfolk said nothing more until after he had blown his load into Clara’s ravenous maw, the horny blonde drinking his seed as fast as he pumped it out, although her swallowing would eventually be outmatched by the pace of his ejaculation, causing a tendril of jizz to pour out of each of the corners of her mouth.

Getting back onto the ground when Norfolk pulled his cock out of Clara’s mouth and wiped it clean in her hair, Druuna felt a pang of disappointment at seeing him tuck it back into his trousers, but raced up to get down next to Clara, leaning her head and diving in to lick up the cum which ran down the point where her cheek met up with her chin.

Rather than to say anything, Norfolk stood silent and watched how Druuna first cleaned Clara’s face with her tongue and then engaged the curvaceous blonde with another passionate kiss, the two women pressing their breasts together as their tongues darted into each other’s mouths.

Feeling Clara’s nipples poke against the area just below her own areolas, Druuna dug her fingers into her friend’s ass and tried her best to push their pussies together before eventually breaking off the kiss.

“You were saying?” Druuna asked Norfolk, looking up at him even as Clara came to rest her head on her shoulder, the brunette going for a cool, seductive tone of voice.
The expression on Norfolk’s face implied that she had succeeded in her endeavour.

“That the two of you need to get cleaned up,” Norfolk replied, wiping the sweat from his brow before nodding at the stream which was within sight of his home.

After Druuna and Clara had locked arms and sauntered down to the water, Clara’s inhibitions temporarily banished and replaced by a carefree sluttishness which seemed akin to Druuna’s, and gotten themselves cleaned up a bit by washing themselves off in the clear, cool water that flowed down the stream, Norfolk filled Druuna in on the man that she was to fuck next.

“Like I said, I think, Charlie’s an old scavenger turned farmer,” Norfolk said as his two women waded out of the stream, “I trade with him for supplies and now I’m going to need his help if Harlan shows up with some backup.”

At this point, Druuna almost thought that Norfolk talked of Harlan as though he knew of him, but said nothing on the matter, opting instead to listen to him.

“He’s got a woman in New Haven itself, an old friend of his and mine, but she’s got a brothel to run and now’s the high season for whoring, so they don’t see much of each other for a while. So he’ll appreciate you showing up.”

“If he’s your friend, do you really have to pay him?” Clara asked, sounding sceptical.

“I’m not paying him for helping me out, I’m offering him a fuck with Druuna and half the ammo we got from that trader as a thank you for helping me out.” Norfolk explained.

Well, if he’s hooked up with a madam he ought to be a good fuck, Druuna thought of her prospective customer.

As she and Clara got dressed for the journey, and it felt weird to Druuna to wear clothes again, even if it was only her cloak, while Clara got to borrow a top and thong from Druuna, her clothes having been left behind after one of their stops, Norfolk got the cart into his barn and then joined up with them again.

Smiling at Norfolk, Druuna couldn’t resist the urge to pull apart the bottom of her cloak and show him her naked pussy, while the low-cut top which she had lent Clara showed off a generous amount of the blonde’s big, round tits.

The journey to the aforementioned Charlie was a rather dull one, with Norfolk walking up front with Druuna and Clara behind him, Clara once again being armed with her rifle, and when they arrived at his farm Druuna found it to be an impressive sight, not locked in amongst the trees like Norfolk’s place but located in an open area and surrounded by neat fields of various crops.

“Charlie!” Norfolk called out once the three of them had reached the yard in front of the two-story building which obviously served as the main house, and it took a short while before the front door opened and a man stepped out onto the porch, carrying a double-barrelled shotgun in one hand and being naked from the waist up.

Eyeing the man, Druuna found him to be quite attractive, with a skin-tone that testified to the fact that he spent a lot of time outside in the sun and a lean but firm build. A couple of inches shorter than Norfolk, Charlie had short-cropped blonde hair and a bit of stubble on his quite handsome face, and he looked to be in his mid-thirties or so. Unless he stuffed his pants, Druuna judged from the bulge on his crotch that Charlie had the size required to satisfy her.

“Norfolk, you got company I see…” Charlie grinned as he eyed the two women standing one on each side of his friend.

Rather than introduce herself by saying her name, Druuna yanked open her cloak and pulled it aside, getting a thrill from exposing her naked body to Charlie, who’s grin faded fast and was replaced by an awed expression at the sight of Druuna voluptuous body.

“Yeah, I got some company…” Norfolk replied, smiling at Druuna’s behaviour.