"Is thmmph?!"<br/><br/>"Maria" is about halfway into a "coy" reply to the bandit's statement when he grabs her by the hair and pulls her forward, effectively gagging her for the moment on the length and girth of his cock. Surprised, and a little disconcerted, the monk takes a deep breath through her nostrils, grateful at least for the fact that the man's hand is keeping him from thrusting too deeply just yet... but the air quickly fills with the sloppy sound of his cock working against her lips and tongue, and she unconsciously begins to gulp every time his cock pushes back, almost as if her body is trying to draw more of the man in.<br/><br/>And now, with her arms grasping the man's hips to keep from falling over, she's basically in a perfect position for his companion... and she suddenly becomes very aware of cloth dragging across flesh as her trousers are yanked down, past her hips and down around her knees. Just enough room to be "open," but not enough room for freedom of movement... the monk makes a note that she'll need to step completely out of them or pull them back up if it does come to a fight.<br/><br/>But any notes are kind of overshadowed by the sudden, not-so-gentle caress of the second bandit's fingers against Marric's sex, kneading and spreading her body open for him even as he picks her leg up off the ground, forcing her to balance against the first man's cock to keep from falling, even as the second man's sex starts to brush against her ominously...<br/><br/>