"What a night," I thought as Wendy walked slowly into the room."I don't know about you," she said quietly, "But I had too much beer. I shouldn't have...had that fourth one." So you had four, I guess I didn't count. That means you slept like a rock." I hoped out loud."I didn't hear or feel a thing until this morning, you horny devil." Wendy said as she smiled at me with that look that meant I had lit a spark in her with my roaming hands a minute ago.Just then Lana walked into the kitchen in a. Brock started driving into me even faster, pounding so hard it felt like my tailbone would break, but I didn’t care. “Well, well, what a little anal slut you are!” Brock growled, “Do you like this thick cock tearing into your royal asshole?”His degrading words somehow turned me on even more, but I didn’t respond. Somewhere in me there was still a shred of elven dignity that defied him. No, I will not give in. Brock’s methodical motions ceased. He lifted me up and withdrew his cock from my. When we arrived home, I set about some dinner preparations in the kitchen while Kelly took a long shower to clean off the sand and shave her legs. When she returned, while I was shelling shrimp for a nice seafood linguine, she was wearing sexy makeup and lingerie and smoking a cigarette. She kissed me hungrily and accepted the glass of wine I held towards her."Why don't we go to the bedroom first, and eat later?" she asked huskily.It was an offer I found difficult to refuse, so I rinsed my. He needed to take something out, and that was his cock. Lou and Monica took that as a sign that we were ready to see what they loved to do. I put the camera on the stand and faced it toward the couple. They began making out, and I put my hand back onto Frank's cock. I began stroking it and he fell to onto his back. Ted told me a number of times that I had very soft hands, and that proved to be true, judging from how my dad was reacting. I stroked it slowly, and then the couple began undressing.