“The paranoid type, is he?…I may be able to use that.” She had assumed he would have kept track of her exploits and did his research on who he was investigating. As she sat in the living room, she held a cup of tea in her hands as she took a sip, her expression relaxed as she drank, but after she swallowed, placing it down, now staring at her brother without her confident smile, replaced with a stone gaze, that he could recognize as one of her rare moments of clarity. “I can’t do this forever. I’ll get caught eventually. Or somebody will do me in. Maybe it will be Grey. Or these Russian monsters. Or just some rent-a-cop who witnesses a freak accident.” Pausing for a moment, to reaffirm herself, she stood up, looking far more serious. “But before I do, I will be in the pages as the greatest thief France has ever seen.”
@Daylan Beatrice quickly lost interest of the man. She took out the modern map of Jaffa, and started looking for familiar points - those that would allow her to triangulate the position of the vault. She already had an idea where she would find it... but she wanted to make her estimation more precise.
"Oh? Are you not a humble woman?" The pharaoh teases. "I'd thought an Egyptian woman would be used to being naked.
"Then get ready!" With a hard thrust, Michael enters her cunt, filling her like she's needed for months now. She feels guilty for letting a man other than her beloved husband inside her, but the cock feels too good to think about that for long. Kelly moans loudly, and soon she hears another sound - Michael's armed men, laughing. "Mmmh..." Michael kisses her ear as he pounds her. "I'd be a bad boss if I kept you all to myself, slut. What do you say?" He slaps her ass. "Ready to help boost morale?"
"Hey..." Declan reaches out to touch her cheek. "Where's this coming from? You're already the best thief I know. No one's taking you down." He smirks. "Well, best thief besides me."
Natasha hold her teeth as anger fight in her with shame and humiliation. " Being used to something and enjoying something is two different things my lord. I guess that you are used to all ceremonies and protocol of your position, but I doubt that you wouldn't want to awoid at least part of them." She said wanting to charge and smash his face. What a shame, what a shame. Her breast were harder from the cold.
Looking at the map, she uses the old gate as a starting point. Spoiler: History Roll D100: 23+10 (Fail) The problem isn't that there are too few clues. The problem is that there are too many. Jaffa/Tel Aviv is riddled with old sites pertaining to ancient Egypt, and with her mind distracted, she can't narrow it down. Beatrice feels hands at her breasts, squeezing from the seat behind, and Layla's voice in her ear. "Hard at work, teach?" She chuckles.
The pharaoh smirks as he sees her nipples grow hard. "You seem to be enjoying it, if those are any indication."
Natasha didn't hold up and cover her breast with both arms. "No fuc- I mean no my lord, that is impossible. I just follow orders like good sold- I mean a good servant. " She said silver from cold and feeling of helpless. "How long it gone take this?" She said to hersellf.
"Yes!" Kelly cried as Michael entered her. She had never had sex with Max bareback, they had always used protection. Thus this was the first time she'd ever had a bare cock; and the feeling as it split into her was amazing! The fact that the dick inside her didn't belong to her husband would have filled her with guilt and shame if she had been thinking clearly. Instead it filled her with lust and pleasure. "Holy shit..." she muttered. "I never knew... so good..." She didn't pay much attention to what Michael said as all of her focus was on his cock inside her and how long she'd needed a big dick to fuck her into oblivion. "Fuck yes! Anything you want! Just give me your cock! More cock please!" Her pussy clutched at his pistoning cock and she gave herself over to the sensation. She was cheating on her husband but that thought didn't register in her mind. She was too horny, and Michael's cock too good. She came hard around him with little effort, and then again right as her first orgasm died down. Her cunt gripped him hard, trying to coax his load out of him, and she thrust her ass back against him instinctively trying to take him deeper.
Beatrice hummed as she looked over the map. She might need to check local sources... or have a look of her own - she should be able to recognise architecture from Emel's memories. She hummed softly in thought as she suddenly felt her tits being squeezed. "Hard at work, teach?" Beatrice shivered as she heared a whisper in her voice and a low chuckle. "Of course, I am dedicated to succeed." She answered. Her students made sure to always keep her hard working.
"Wha, o-oh, hey there, Nee-san. Sorry, but I'm in a little bit of a hurry. So no fun for me, okay?" Mori chuckles, cursing his luck to encounter an athletic enemy of all people. He slowly backs away, looking around his surroundings for an escape route, while discreetly fishing for his last bottle of aphrodisiac lotion.
The last part caught Miriam's attention. “Alright, let's start with that. How do I know if I have innate talent? And while we're talking about power, do you have any to help you defend yourself in case we get attacked?” She inquired, before adding one more. “On an unrelated note, what are your fetishes – both the ones you like and the ones you don't like? I don't think Mel had any notable fetishes, but I doubt you have inherited her preferences along with her body.”
"A shame," Dylan replies to the stewardess, "I'm sure you'd have fun. A woman looking like you do would be extremely popular with certain crowds. And yes, secrets. So much myth and history stemming from the same part of the world hides so much. But then again there are many places that hide delightful treasures..." He suddenly reaches up, adjusting her name tag with a forefinger, coming close to but not actually touching her breast. "... just under the surface." Dylan, on the other hand, does not lose interest in her. It has been a while since he has been to college but this seems the wrong time of year for any sort of exotic field trip or exchange program so a group that large traveling together is an oddity in his eyes. He casts the occasional glance back, both to see if he can catch sight of what she is doing or if there is a chance she or any other stragglers might be separated from the group to "investigate" more directly.
@Tjf As she and Layla exchanged few more sentences, Beatrice got up and went to the bathroom. She entered the bathroom and closed the door behind. She then rolled up her skirt and sat on the toilet seat. She drank a little too much of liquids... As Dylan observed the group, he noticed that the teacher was talking with a beautiful young blond. After a moment, the teacher got up and walked to the back of the plane. Soon she disappeared into the bathroom.
"Oh, am I taking up your valuable time? You're too good for the divine pharaoh of Egypt?" He sneers as though angry, though it's obvious that he's really more amused. "Does Anai send such rude servants as an insult?"
Michael pulls her down atop him as he lies down on the ground, pulling out of her cunt for a moment and making her feel ever so empty. The emptiness doesn't last long, though, as she feels him enter her asshole, splitting apart her tight hole and sending her into a dimension of pleasure she didn't even know existed. "Damn, who thought that pussy would have such a knockout for a wife?" One of Michael's thugs approaches, undoing his trousers, a pistol falling with his pants, before he unveils his cock. He doesn't waste time, getting atop her and entering her pussy, and her pleasure increases even further, cock overwhelming her mind as both her holes are roughly used.
He finds the bottle, as the woman approaches. "You yakuza... Always willing to pick on someone defenceless, but never up for a fair fight..." She cracks her knuckles, clearly mistaking him for part of the lieutenant's crew.
"You won't know until you try magic for the first time." She answers. "And I'm good with a dagger, though your modern weapons are still new to me." Taia chuckles. "My fetishes? I can't say I have any in particular. Life in my mother's court offered every pleasure imaginable. One didn't have to settle for a single 'fetish'." She chuckles. "You'd probably have enjoyed it."
Natasha hold her teeth and give him fake smile. "No, our queen send me here for your amused. It must be boring living along people who do everything to your favor, so having someone who doesn't afraid to his mind must be like fresh air of something new. You can punish me or send away, but I guess you won't do that. " She said standing more straight, with more pride pose, ewen naked with covering her breast. " Or send for me one of your guard to beat me for disobey your majestic words. "
