Soon, her greedy little snatch desired something thicker than her fingers, and she desperately looked for something to fill the role, and before she r...ally thought about it she was sticking the handle of her dagger inside of her snatch, filling her insides with the finely crafted hilt. The intricate design hit all of the right places, and nothing in her entire life felt so good. She covered her mouth with her other hand, and pleasured herself while watching the Orcs fuck. The Elf princess. She was giving him permission, if not ordering him, to get a blow job from someone else and fuck someone else. Never in a million years could he have imagined this, but he wasn’t asking any questions. He dressed quickly, but with some care. He knew he couldn’t look like a slob if he was going to try to talk a woman out of her panties. He drove into the city where he might find people who were freer thinking than in the burbs where he lived. He decided to stop at a bar and have a drink and see. She wouldn't let him take the sack off his head no matter what he did. "Just go!" She pushed him out the door and locked herself back inside. Brian was beyond frustrated. He looked at the palm of his hand and all that was written there was 'follow your heart and you will find your way'. "What the hell does this mean?" He asked out loud. Very frustrated, he began walking, not even paying attention to where he was going when he ran into another dead end. "Wow! This is ridiculous!" Brian kept. " He smiled his wide toothy grin and threw Hacksaw on to the couch. Mr. Drake moved in closer to him. "Well, well, well." he said. "You're a little cutie aren't you?" He began to run his hands up and down Hacksaw's legs. "And look, you're getting all wet up here." He reached his hand up under the dress and into Hacksaw's pussy. He moved away from Mr. Drake."I think you got the wrong man, pal." Hacksaw said. He realized at that point that there was nothing wrong with his voice. It.