She would be his and his alone if he had it his way. As she was laid in the cradle of his arms a yell filled the air as a dwarf burst into the clearing his glowing sword carving into an unattentive warg riders spine severing it cleanly then sending the beast itself following it's master. He let out a yell pointing to the dwarf calling out the attack orders, he pulled the she elf tight against his chest anger filling his eyes. he would not release his prize to the dwarf. "Arnial!"� the fuck dwarf yelled slicing his sword down on another rider with a growl. The one eared orc turned his warg away from his pack running it up the riverbank for a few yards to the fallen tree that was in the river. He left the warg and walked out over the trunk that lay out in the water. When he looked back at the dwarf he could see him fighting his way towards them eyes like a storm brewing from Mordor. The orc hoped that he dwarf would follow him out onto the fallen log to attempt to rescue the she elf, he had a place to set the woman that he knew would be safe enough for her to lay till he reclaimed her. He would then end the dwarf, he would disarm him then drown him beneath the currents of the river. "Nauk-avurn avo avhe maukaver, jiak liwo finiukh avhe vok." he snarled to the remainder of his riders. Translation: Return to the master, I will finish the dwarf. The orc laid her on the furtherest branches out in the water, she would get wet but unless she started to thrash she wouldn't be in danger of going under. Then he turned to look back at the dwarf who had set his eyes on him now. Thorin was surprised when the orc had sent his pack away but he turned his eyes to focus on the leader, he didn't have time to to worry over the others. He could see that Arnial had been placed down on the tree branches where the river water was washing over her slowly, he could see the water was bringing her to a slight awareness. He knew she would not be able to aid herself very well if the orc turned on her again. Thorin remembered the last time he had done battle from a fallen tree but unlike that night on the cliff edge he was on asian even footing with the orc, it would still be just a perilous. Thorin stepped onto the tree holding his sword at the ready for the battle his eyes locked with the orc. Thorin smiled confidently as the orc let out a loud snarl taking a slow measured step towards him. His eyes were locked to the orc exotic that he saw the subtle flicker of its eyes and knew when the orc swung its sword that it would come from the left in an arc. He blocked it easily and made his own lower swing trying to cut for the gut but the orc was also skilled in combat. They met sword again and again one gaining ground on the tree only to lose it in the next second to the other. Thorin had been so focused on the battle that he only noticed when Arnial stood shakily behind the orc. He was shocked and let his guard down briefly causing the orc to charge knocking his defenses aside to grip his throat. Arnial let out a yell and charged the orc who looked over his head in time to take a dagger japanese to the side of it's head. Thorin saw it begin to thrash its free arm at her with a shriek, a dagger was not strong enough to pierce the skull of orcs but it had flayed the skin back. "I'll have your other ear orc." Arnial hissed pulling the Hairy dagger back again. The orc snarled and lifted Thorin from his feet slamming him bodily into the she elf causing her to lose her balance falling backwards to the water. She fell back across the tree almost rolling into the water. So she wasn't surprised that the first car that stopped held a man. An older farmer style man to be exact. “I thought you might enjoy her as well,” Daddy said. Anyway," I said while kneeling down, "I want more of you." Rubbing his temple, Marshall Agners sighed heavily. “Go sit on the japanese bed and wait for exotic us,” Olivia told Chloe then turned to me extending her hand, “Come over here to me Chad.” He did not move his hand. Regulas had taken it shortly before he was killed. Then the bizarre thing; him and the other guy lifted me up in the air so that I was parallel fuck to the ground, face down. And these were the easy tasks with just slight customer participation. I opened one eye and saw its stalk working my cock as fast as I thought I was fucking Chase. "I'd rather talk about video games too." She was a bubbly futa, always smiling and giggling. It tasted... naughty. Hairy "Jill!" Once in a while, technology does work for the good asian guys,” I say to John.