It was well after seven when Burt, still walking on clover, bid his aunt goodnight as he headed off to his card game. Maybe it was because of the afte...noons activities that clouded his judgement or maybe it was this night that the card sharks decided that his 'winning' streak must come to an end. The first couple of hands were his, a take of five hundred dollars. A short break and drink and then a challenge, 'how about we go for a decent hand Burt' and with that a cost that would take all his. This was war, and with how Malark was behaving, one would be forgiven for thinking he was using it as an opportunity to write a new ballad.Qiao said a salient prayer to Lathander as she saw General Grodan approaching. “Himo,” she said to the wood elf who sat cross-legged among the group of soldiers, sword for hires and adventurers. Himo had a way of being able to meditate almost anywhere and frequently waited until the last possible moment to rouse herself from her peaceful practice. Qiao did. ‘How can I resist REAL bacon bits?’ he says, wrapping the towel around his waist. ‘Run upstairs and put your shorts on and I’ll get dinner on the table,’ she says, patting his butt and watching up walk up the large, wooden staircase. Whistling, she goes back into the kitchen and finishes up the last few details. Dinner is on the table and she is tossing the last of the pots and pans into the dishwasher when she feels his presence. ‘I can smell you, honey,’ she laughs, ‘you can’t hide from me.’. My clit was on fire and my pussy was ready for his cock. He was bigger than any man I'd ever had sex with, so I braced myself as I felt the tip of his cock rubbing up and down my slit. He teased me for a moment, then with one swift motion, pushed his long thick cock into my tight wet pussy. I gasped and threw my head back in pain but mostly pleasure. "Damn, you are tight. How does it feel Jenn?" He asked me, slowly pumping in and out of my tight hole. I just moaned and he took that as a cue to.