You met her just a few weeks prior, skulking around a seedy tavern in town, dipping her fingers into people's pockets. You'd watched her intently as s...e made herself a small fortune in loose copper coins lifted from stranger's purses. That is, until she tried the same thing with Mad Maldar. That did not go her way.Mad Maldar was the town's local, totally insane, alcoholic wizard. He was an ex adventurer who had lost his entire party in a dungeon some thirty years ago and had been drowning his. Sensitive. Ahhh, god, I am such a mess. You made such a mess of me." He rolled closer toward me and lay himself along my front. I could see his hard cock emerge from under the sheet as he kissed me, opening his mouth and I met him, let our tongues play together. His hungry mouth, we kissed and wrapped our arms around each other. I turned toward him, "You always this horny?" It's been seven months. Last night the first in seven months." Oh, poor baby. My baby." I kissed him again. "You want me. He said he started with the lightest of licks. Just the tip of his tongue brushing softly along her exposed labia. When no protest was encountered he grew bolder and began to dip his tongue deeper inside the fragrant folds. Bob told me that he very gently moved his tongue to the bottom of her canyon, and then started to lick slowly down to her asshole, then at a snails pace, move it back up her slit until he reached the bottom of her clit. After a few of these long, slow trips in her love canal. ″ My voice cracked.″Huh. Well,″ she sighed. ″I′ll have to think about what we should do about that.″ Marlene let her words hang.blood thundered in my ears.″I′m trying to think whether I should have you wear a thong or boy-shorts to keep you from making a mess. I mean each has its advantages. Maybe the first time, the thong would be a bit too much – riding up your ass crack – it might make you squirm.″ Marlene put a finger to her lips. ″Though that could be a good thing.″The more she talked the.