I had noticed of course. You know I’m a ‘leg man.’”“Would you like to touch them Peter?” she teased.“Oh god, yes!” I gulped, and reach...d over to caress the gossamer-like material on her soft warm legs – even daring to run my hands under her skirt, a little.“Peter, I want this to be special for you. Why don’t you get on your knees, take out your little cock and hump my legs?” (There was that word, ‘little’ again!).I certainly wasn’t expecting this turn of events, but couldn’t resist such an. Five days later, Fire Bringer had an army of 420 men who were convinced that they could beat any ghostly hoard that was foolish enough to attack them. Fire Bringer knew that this was false confidence, but he did nothing to dispel the notion, since this attitude was a big help in this sort of battle.The 400 newly trained men were assigned to defend a sector of the front, while the original 20 instructors trained a new group of 400 men. Once Fire Bringer had his new army of 800 men broken in with. “Then we’ll burn your cock off!” says the prince.The third guy smiles and says, “I’m a lollipop salesman.”Stan is seconds away from receiving a vasectomy when his brother and sister-in-law barge in holding their newborn baby.“Stop! You can’t do this!” exclaims the brother.“And why not?” asks Stan.“Don’t you want to have a beautiful baby someday? Like my wife and I have here?”Stan says nothing.The brother grows impatient, “C’mon Stan, I want a nephew. Stan, make me an uncle.”Stan can’t take it. He buried his face in her breasts, and bit down softly, but firmly into her fattened tit, before propping her up, and pinning her hard against the steering wheel again. She let out a small, tense yelp before he began drilling inside her, hammering at her soft, tender inner flesh which contracted harder against him, in waves of shuddering throes.He felt her legs jerk and give in, releasing their clutch around him and extend in short, jagged bursts behind his hips, to which her hips rolled.