Woman Giving Oral To A Stranger In A Vehicle Followed By Doggy Style Sex At A Rest Stop

“Correct. I have a contact, a church-sanctioned worshiper. Colin’s eyes returned to Axel. Axel needed time to think on all this. He’d spent weeks using Pain Knife on himself to train the skill. “Why would they do this?”
“For the same reason I saw you glare at the worshipers of the goddess of mercy.”
Axel grimaced at the mention of the worshipers of Hessa. “I want to—need to—enter the dungeon. Like a whitesmith who only works on prosthetic legs. They had little wealth on them and nobody knew of their quest for the God Rock other than Mari. I saw you take note of my clothing during the fight.”
“A bit flamboyant to me but a guess most worshipers are like that.”
“Actually no. Niches are just job specialties. What? What I learn from this dungeon can be sold for a healthy profit. The church is funding all of this. I’m heading to my tent. I have no more clients for today.