I wanted to keep fucking this woman but my body couldn’t hold out for much longer. I lay there covered in my sweat and drained of my strength. “Da...n girl! You are one of the best fucks that I ever had!” I just smiled knowing she had woken up a beast inside me and its hunger will never be satisfied. “I could tell you wanted this and I’m glad you could let your little lesbian side come out to play.” She laughed at her joke. “How could you tell? I was hiding my urges,” I reply with bewilderment.. ”Thraylin smiled back and nodded happily.Jarrolim indicated the last Dvergyr. “This is Odak, one of our scouts. He speaks the Trade Tongue, but not often.”John gave this one a moment’s study. Odak stood balanced, his eyes never stopped scanning the area. A veteran scout then. The dwarf noticed his scrutiny, and an eyelid flickered in what might have been a wink. While Jarrolim and Thraylin both carried a sword and large (for their size) round shield, Odak’s accouterments included two shorter. She had her long auburn hair hanging free today, with that natural sexy curl that she knew the model agencies simply adored. Mel was settling in to a couple of hours of boredom (and most probably a great opportunity to catch up with lost sleep) when the lecturer walked in. He instantly caught Mel’s attention, and she felt a strange and novel feeling in her pussy, almost as if it sent a pulse of pure lust through her body. He was wearing a pair of khaki trouser and an open collared white shirt. .. I must not think of him as Mentor. He is the Master," Cocheta scolded himself as he walked. He remembered the words and the pain when he called Eli his Mentor."Calling me a Mentor makes me think you will want to be my equal some day," Eli had said softly as pain flared through Cocheta's nervous system. "You will never be my equal worm," Eli had said as he bent over Cocheta's writhing body. "You will always be nothing more than my thrall, my slave. Do you understand that worm?" Yes Master,".