Dylan frowns but lets go of Beatrice's throat, moving his arms up and out to knock aside hers before taking a step backwards. "Just tell your boss, whoever that might be," he whispers, "That all I ask is you stay out of my way and we'll have no problems." With that, he steps out of the bathroom, forcing a blush on his cheeks as he lets out a small yelp and a hurried, "Oh I'm so sorry! It was unlocked and... um... I-I-I'll hold it until we're down! Sorry!"
@Tjf Beatrice snarled as she left a few scratches on the man's cheek. "Out!" She snarled. She waited for a moment, for the man to be gone, before returning to her seat and discretly reporting to Layla what had happened.
Miriam smirked as she sucked the guy off, her tongue licking everywhere over the guy's length while her hands fondled his balls. Men – always thinking with their cocks... She pulled away, giving the guy a few moments to catch his breath, before she wrapped her hands around his saliva-covered dick and began jerking him off slowly. At the same time she began licking and sucking his balls. Miriam continued servicing the man for a couple of minutes before pulling away from his ballsack to look up at him. “There are a few things I want...” She began as she kept jerking him off with her hands. “I want you and your friend to come all over my tits. Then I want your other friend to come here and clean me up, licking every drop of cum off with her tongue. And then I want you to tell me about that plane... but before any of that I want to watch as you fuck my friend's massive tits while she gets plowed from behind.” She looked over at Taia, who was getting fucked against the window. “I might think of a few other fun things to do as well...”
The commander nods, and sends her to the quartermaster to get equipped. Sarge flashes her a grin as he walks past. Western Egypt Armed and equipped, Savra and the squad make their way through the desert, the night providing a definite chill, though the sight of the moonlight glancing off the dunes is strangely calming. Finally, Natasha sees a black shape in the distance, and knows instinctively that it's the canyon from her 'vision'. "Hey, Nat... You been all right? Still shook up from that thing in the tomb?" Sonya whispers as they walk.
Eloise sends word that she's deciphered the tablets and corrected some mistakes in Helga's work, before sending the picture. Spoiler: Investigation Roll D100: 97 (Crit) Mori spends an hour or so online, browsing through forum posts and news articles, before he finally gets a hit: Sellesby International. A private brokerage firm, there have been rumors that Sellesby use assassins and mercenary forces to influence world events in their favor, to get better stock prices. Mori thinks, though, that this might make things easier. If the mercenaries at the site were acting on their own behalf, they'd be harder to influence, but since they're just taking someone else's money, their loyalty is likely far from absolute.
"Not that I can think of." Michael smirks, as he and the officers erect tents for themselves, and the grunts put up a big one to stay in collectively. "We didn't know you would be here, remember? We didn't buy enough tents for a guest to have one to herself. It's fine, though, mine's roomy enough for us both. Unless you want to go stay in the big tent with all the men..." He grins, as Kelly's mind plays that scenario out.
Grinning as Eloise sent the picture, Mori returns the favor sending her a picture of his flaccid cock. Tomorrow, we'll be looking for a special spot on the plane. Better pray the old man got us a private jet. And as he began his research, he's surprised to see what he found. What? Why the hell is a brokerage firm interested in some ruins? Why is the head of a yakuza family interested in it? Bah, questions for later. If they're just hired goons, that makes things easier. Hopefully my extra guards doesn't cause any extra trouble. Mori sighed as he thought to himself, making notes of what he learned. Before packing up some stuff for the trip, and finally going to sleep.
"Hey, watch it! You drop this shit, you have to pay for it." A gruff voice calls out from ahead. Peeking his head out from a corner, Luke sees a group of people in military fatigues, though they don't appear to have any insignia or name tags like a proper uniform would, so he guesses they're paramilitaries. A few of them have firearms, but most carry melee weapons. Looking around, he spots the man who spoke, a large and thuggish looking soldier. In front of him is a woman, who appears to be in charge, examining the heiroglyphics as they make their way to Anai's palace. Spoiler: Stealth Roll D100: 33 (Fail) Eagle eyed, the woman turns, spotting the glimpse of Luke's skin in the lamplight before he ducks back into cover. "You! Get out in the open, now!"
Vicky comes to escort Dylan back to his seat. "Did they forget to lock the door? Ah, how annoying." She giggles, before leaning in. "I'm disappointed..." The flight attendant whispers. "I'd have thought if you were going to make a move on someone, it'd have been me." She leaves him with a smile, as the plane lands. "Is that so?" Layla smirks. "Interesting... Very interesting... I'll be paying our new friend a visit when we touch down. In the meantime, you'd better be ready for Jaffa." Bennet's hands squeeze her breasts from behind. "Yeah, bitch, or else." The plane touches down in Tel Aviv's main airport, and the passengers begin to disembark.
"Y-Yeah, I want that too!" The man cries out, before Taia is pulled away from the window. "This is the best day..." He utters, as the archaeologist's breasts begin to squeeze his length. It doesn't take long after that - his cock twitches, and his seed covers Taia's and Miriam's breasts.
Luke stayed behind cover for now, calling out to the leader, 'How do I know your men won't shoot me the moment I do?'
He awakens the next morning, ready for the day. There was a dream he had during the night, tantalising, but he just can't remember what it was. As he prepares his stuff for the plane trip, his phone buzzes as a text comes through. Suzuki-san, can we see each other soon? I'd like to talk.
"You don't, but your chances are better than if I had my men flush you out." She answers plainly. "But you have my word that you won't be killed unless you try something stupid."
Mori gives out a happy groan as he woke up, not really recalling his dream, but still feeling it was an erotic one. He was surprised to find a text from Helga, Oh? Interesting, wonder what she wants. Hehe, maybe she's trying to set me up? He thinks to himself, checking to see what time their flight left. Oh? That was fast. That depends on what you want to talk about, Ojou-chan.
Checking, he doesn't have too long - a few hours before the flight. I've been feeling really weird since we... you know.
"Ah damn, gotta make this quick." Mori grumbled, he uses his laptop to search for a motel near the airport where he's supposed to go. That's too bad, Ojou-chan. See, I'm about to leave for a few weeks. So you won't be seeing me for awhile. That is, unless you're going to be a good girl for me?
Luke came out with his hands over his head, approaching the group, 'Alright, here I am. What now?' He looked around at the group, trying to assess them.
“Oh, my, you came so much... and you're still hard... good, let us have some more fun...” Miriam grinned, feeling quite horny and needy. She pushed the boss guy down on his back and looked at his hard cock pointing straight up. “I'm in the mood for some riding...” Without waiting for an answer she mounted the guy, her wet pussy easily accepting his entire length. “Ooohhhh... yessss...” She looked around and locked eyes with the other guy, who was busy jerking off his dick. “My back door is feeling a little empty and left out... you think you could help me fix that?” She gave him a lewd grin before looking at her two companions next. “Sorry, girls, you'll get your turn, but not just yet. But while you wait come closer...” She indicated for them to stand on her sides, and as soon as they did she reached with her hands and began fingering their pussies.
"Now, you tell us who you are." The woman narrows her eyes. Looking at the group, he sees that only the woman and one of her soldiers has a firearm - the rest are unarmed.
