Look for the ogre's lair

He got up and dressed while he said, "Yes, I'll take you two home, but first, let's see if we can find his lair. He might have some valuables that he's stolen from other passers-by. Ogres usually don't hunt that far from where they live. And I think I've been more than amply rewarded already. Your father can keep his money, especially if we find this one's hidey-hole. Lucas should be okay here until we get back, but let me move my horse up here to make sure. Falco is smart enough to keep most vermin away. And, maybe, we might have time to reward each other again," he said with a sly and knowing grin.

She smiled back and said, "While you get your horse, I'll get presentable." She sat down near the basket of food and rustled through it. Dante turned and walked throught the woods to Falco. He untethered him and led him back to the glen. When they arrived, Deidre was sewing the tears in her dress.

He searched around the clearing and found a large belt with a leather pouch strung on it apparently where the ogre had dropped it to **** Deidre. It contained a handful of copper coins and four silver ones. Various other shiny worthless baubles were in the pouch, as well as a woman's gold ring. "Not too good for a hard-working ogre; he must have more in his lair," Dante thought to himself. When he had finished searching, she was done sewing. He watched her, licking his lips, as she threw the fabric over her head. He really liked the way her tits jostled when she moved. He also noticed that she had combed her luscious hair. She was a vision of loveliness with her still-flushed complexion and cascading tresses. She was indeed going to make someone very happy.

The two of them set out on foot, walking around the woods surrounding the clearing. After covering ten yards out from the glen in all directions, Dante started following game trails in the forest. After covering about a half mile down the second trail, they came to a large outcropping of granite, covered on the top by trees. Dante and Deidre circled around it and found a small opening into the hill on the opposite side. He made a makeshift torch from a stick and some dry pine needles; he coated the needles with pine sap from a nearby tree. He lit the torch, drew his sword, and said, "You stay out here while I make sure our friend doesn't have any cousins or spouses." He stuck the torch into the opening and followed up with his head. In the flickering light, he saw a pile of pine needles in one corner that was probably the ogre's bed and a pile of bones in the opposite corner. Victims and their horses, probably. Once inside, he could stand normally with at least a foot of space above his head. Quickly, because the torch was burning down, Dante searched the small cave. He found a large leather pouch before his light gave out.

Coming out of the cave mouth, he saw Deidre looking nervously about. She calmed visibly when she saw him.

"I found this," Dante said, holding up the bag.

They both sat down on the ground, and he dumped the contents out on a flat rock near the cave. A doused firepit was close by as well, and he thought the ogre most likely prepared his food here. He didn't mention that to his companion. In sorting through the pile of doodads, they found a nice pearl necklace, a gold bracelet with a few small gemstones in it, six rings, both male and female, about fourteen silver in various coinages, and a single gold ducat; the rest was shiny junk. He offered Deidre the bracelet, saying, "For your troubles." She put it on her wrist and it fit perfectly, grinning broadly at him while showing it off in a beam of sunlight that managed to **** itself through the forest canopy.

He kept out the gold coin, one of the man's rings that had a small stone in it, and a woman's ring and put the rest back into the bag; he slipped those three items into the musty belt pouch. They walked back to the clearing, hand in hand. Falco knickered to indicate to Dante that nothing had happened while the horse was on watch. Falco was a smart horse, and they both knew each other's signals well.

Now that the work was done, Deidre wasted no time in embracing Dante again and kissing him hard. Apparently, this little minx was still in heat. She groped in his trousers, grasping his cock firmly and stroking it up and down. She knelt down in front of him and undid them, whipping his erection out the top. She quickly swallowed it, licking and sucking it like she was a starving child given meat. His eyes rolled up in his head as she furiously devoured his cock. He was roused from his reverie by a groan coming from Lucas' direction. Dante looked over to see Lucas rubbing his bruised head and staring at Deidre's mouth locked onto Dante's member.