It should have been ridiculous, us dancing, considering that he was over six feet tall and I was on the runty side of twelve years old but somehow he ...ade it work. We glided gracefully around the marble parquet floor in perfect time with the other dancers and the music."You are very lucky I am the one who saw you first, Alexandra," Lars said quietly, twirling us around the center of the floor, his eyes boring into me. "Most others would have either killed you for the danger you pose or taken. J. I haven't done this for years. Our mouths came together, tongues exploring each others mouths as our hands continued to knead each other, Fiona's mouth tasted of cider and tobacco, but at that moment it was a wonderful taste, the scent of her femininity filled the room as it mixed with my own. Suddenly I felt her hand under my skirt, her fingers inching under my white,silk knickers.I gave a moan as she pushed a finger into me gently moving it in and out. She stopped kissing me, standing up. "Interesting," Faoril purred. "So elf cocks are bigger than human's. I better not tell any of the men that, they get so insecure about the size of their cocks." So do some elves I know," I smiled."And your cock sprouts from your clit?" Faoril asked, her fingers stroking my dick."Yes." Wow. I wonder where all the mass for the dick comes from. Is it internal, perhaps." It just ... forms," I answered. "A gift from Matar."Faoril nodded as she stared at my cock. "Now I need a sample." For your. I stayed like that for 30 seconds and then left her. I sat on the kitchen platform next to where she was standing and continued eating pastry. I was could make out some cleavage, very little, though. Mom didn’t have large breast. She was a normal woman. Fair, 5ft 1in, not stout but definitely not thin. She was ample. Mom, perhaps, must have seen me peeping, she straightened her pallu.Mom: what else? How’s work?Me: good.After some silence.Me: mom, I need your advice on this. It is getting.