She leads me to her bedroom.no need to ask now.she pushes me onto the bed and removes my trousers.my cock is like a tent pole.looks like i am a lucky ...oman tonite she said.and here was i thinking what a lucky boy i was.off with the undies,socks and shoes.her hand slowly and gently running up then down my shaft.massaging my balls with the other.i kiss her and tongue fence i stand her upright.i want to take her clothes off.the dress falls to the floor.no bra.so only the white french lace knickers. " I smiled just to be pleasant."Oh, from the people I hear talk, the guys seem to find you very desirable," she said."Oh I doubt that, but thanks for the kind words," I said. I let Carrie out the front door since she had parked her plain car there.The fact that I had forgotten Archer's name was only a vague nagging in the back of my mind. I could image that it was going to be a major concern to the controllers. the case officer, not to mention the creator. Were my circuits breaking down. I'm. He had so been looking forward to renewing his acquaintance with Deyna and Ariana.Both the friends had brought their families with them too, Scott's wives in particular refusing to be parted from him again so soon. Eilean had a new gleam in her eye Scott thought and he promised himself he would explore her submissiveness a little more. He enjoyed spending time with his two sons; learning their personalities and letting them get to know him better too. His bond with Gabrain was if anything. Why Minx? What did that mean? She was special. I enjoyed being—A loud, bloodthirsty bellow exploded from Thrak’s tent. A meaty crunch, the sound of fist striking flesh. I bolted up, my ears twitching. Canvas rustled. Wood snapped. A tent collapsed. Thrak bellowed again.“Oh, no,” I gasped, sitting up and spilling Minx off of me.“Oww, Xera!” she gasped.“Thrak’s under attack,” I cried and snatched my bow and quiver. Outside, I heard canvas rip apart as he ripped himself free of the collapsed tent..