They were witnessing the past, I was sure of it. “Longhaire united our people after the Clan Wars. For five centuries, he fought to bring us togethe.... He broke Lorek the Abjurer over his anvil at Gorgoth Pass, and burned him and ten thousand dwarven followers of his alive with phosphorous bombs.” He shook his head. “He did not break then. But the day after those elves came and he consigned that foolish, short sighted, backwards clan to their punishment, he ... he tore his clothes from his body.. He knew that he was not going to be able to change generations of habit, but he hoped to help as much as he could. Storm Who Walks advised him to try to keep both sides from killing each other off, and let the situation develop as it would beyond that. He put more thought into the subject than most 14-year-old boys would have, and finally came to the conclusion that Storm Who Walks was right. Fire Bringer was only one person, so he could not be in all places all of the time; he would just have. With their lips still locked, together Terri's orgasm erupted within her showering Don's cock with yet another steady stream of her cunt fluid. Drained of his second load of cum for the today, Don removed his now wilting cock from Terri's pussy, rolled over to his side of the bed, dog-tired. Terri, feeling the rush of cool air around her now vacated opening a sigh of displeasure escaped her lips. Sensing his wife's abandonment, Mike moved away from Carol and took Don's. "I raised my eyebrows. Although the young woman had gone back to her book, I saw that one graceful hand now rested on top of the desk, toward us. As I watched, her forefinger extended, and then crooked, in one slow, obvious beckoning motion. For an instant her grey eyes looked up from the book and sparkled at me. I rose and walked to her.I stood behind her, looking down at the top of her head, the shoulders of her jacket, her lap disappearing under the desk. She didn't look up. Her hand moved.