I took one of Bobby Magazines, I think it was a Hustler and wanted to see what all trouble was about. As I was looking at the pictures my little siste... came into my room. I tried to hide the Magazine as I stuffed it under my pillow. She saw it and was also curious about my response so she requested to see it. So to keep her quiet we looked together We were kinda amazed by the pictures and my sister even saw how excited I was when she noticed my bulge. As we flipped through the porno she asked. I said is my girl thirsty? She nodded her head and I went and got her favorite vitamin drink and poured it into her bowl. She stuck her tongue out and began lapping up the juice in the bowl. A lot of it spilled on the floor making a real mess, but she kept lapping up the juice.Then she came back to me and sat at my feet. About twenty minutes later she got up and crawled towards the bathroom door and began scratching at the door and looking back at me. I said the word “poopy” and she nodded her. Clean and good. Devoted and loyal. Shes my dream made real….any mans dream. I notice them staring when were out in the town. The eyes that look and wonder, trying to fathom how I could find such a sweet bride. I wonder myself sometimes, when shes holding my hand, her face all sunshine….and I can feel the envy when we share a kiss and a private word. But I have no fear that shell stray. She belongs to me….which she reminds me of quick-time whenever I accuse her of thinking about any other cock. The half-breed quickly untied her and led her towards a great tent set at the rear of their village. It was nothing beautiful, but large and weather-worn with many patches. The half-human flung the flap open and pushed her inside, closing the flap behind him. At his shove Ireth fell to her knees. “Get used to that position,” the half-human seethed in elven. Then in common, “As you requested, my lord.” He bowed deeply and winked at Ireth, then stood and was back out the flap as quickly as.