"I have found out what it is. A Hound of Light, an evil Godling from a distant plane. It will settle down and become harmless, in time, but that time ...ill be far too late to do us any good." You must do something to prevent it from returning!" Gomple, a normally stolid farmer, glanced nervously at the bar of sunlight beaming in at an unglazed window. "Those were my oxen, my hired man..." It could have been any of us," Chorgo interrupted impatiently. "As our village Sorcerer, you are supposed to. And I was flopped on my bed as if I’d just come home from school exhausted. I was still totally dressed except for my tiny scrap of pink cotton panties, and the only place we were touching was where his fat bare dick was inside my dripping wet pussy. I wanted rip off my clothes. I even wanted to rip off Uncle Mitch’s clothes, so I could feel his chest under my fingers, so I could wrap my bare legs around his bare ass. But I didn’t want those things badly enough to stop what was happening to. . Hey, by the way, how was the rest of your stay on the Padre Islands? Any interesting stories to pass along on that front?”An even wider grin plastered itself across his face at the mere mention of his recent getaway with Mom.“Funny you should ask ... Well ... how should I put this ... it was definitely EVENTFUL.”The wicked look in his eye alone was enough to send a powerful throb through my thoroughly spent cock.“Do tell ... do tell,” I prodded.“Nah ... I’d better not. You probably wouldn’t. Then she leaped over and we suddenly started kissing. We were so busy in exchanging our saliva that the guard in the parking lot had to interrupt us.Suddenly, I started the car and straightway headed towards a dense forest area. As it was raining, no one was around when we reached there.Then I just pulled her towards me, savoured those juicy lips till we both were panting for breath. Now the animal in me was hungry and got hold of her boobs. I loved that big firm melons. I slid my one hand in.