We were as close as sisters and shared everything. She had been shocked but supportive when I told her that I was bisexual, and then when I went on to...tell her in detail about my first lesbian encounter with Sam.A week after Nichole’s eighteenth birthday she found out that she was pregnant. She was absolutely devastated, not because she was pregnant, but because she would be stuck with the father. I don’t know how to say it nicely, so I won’t, but the father of Nichole’s baby was a complete. ’ Which was a strange thought to have, really. I had known Michael since primary school, where he fell in love with my sister. He was the most down-to-earth, mellow, inoffensive sort of guy – the sort that wouldn’t watch porn in principle because it was demeaning and crass and unsexy. He didn’t even like most pop music videos because women in them looked cheap to him.Still, I saw the blue shine, heard the noise and immediately came to this conclusion. Visions of my sister’s boyfriend with his. But as you step outside, you spot something unexpected, something you would never imagine you would see in your life time.Your entire village is set ablaze. The red glow warming your cheek wasn't the warmth of the sunset but the heat of the fires burning the wooden houses around you. You see green men, some on foot and others riding horses, running through your village, pillaging it. "Orcs!" you realize. They ran amuck in their leather and iron armor, slaying men with their crude weapons.. Without warning, Brad let loose a huge spurt of cum, some in my mouth some on my face, he smeared his bubbling tip on my cheek and on Marcel’s cock as Marcel slid in my mouth. Marcel took over, putting his hands on my head and fucking my mouth with firm thrusts against my tongue and into my tonsils. He held my head firmly in place and proceeded to flood my mouth with his cum. I couldn’t take the volume of his flow, gagging and choking a bit, as I pulled my mouth off his cock; he kept shooting.