Walking along along the forested path, Shira felt a sloppy wetness dribbling from her tender sex. "Uuwwww." She swore in disgust both at the ticklish feeling, and the realization that it was yet more of the Centaurs stud milk! The seman crusted leathers began to chaff her inner thigh's as she moved along. Behind her the group was talking lightly, joking and laughing from time to time. Humiliatingly she wondered if the Centaur was enterianing them with a tale of they're late night activities.
As she ran ahead she passed through a narrow defile. "Good place for an ambush." She thought silently to herself, as she moved on down the trail. It wasn't until she had walked a long way farther that the nagging thought made her stop. Had she seen anything...no..heard anything...no. "Thats unnatural!" Quickly she turned sprinting back toward the defile, even as she saw the group start down into it!