Both me and my friend looked shocked but before we knew it we were completely naked and couldn't do anything about it even if we wanted to. Eventually...we went back into the kitchen for more drinks and talked about what was happening and both decided we would just see how it goes. Women were then touching our bare cocks and basically trying to have quick wanks of our cocks. We both got hard and nobody seemed to mind. I then went back in with a drink for one of the women, and someone asked if. The groans escaping his lips were gaining in frequency and volume, the girls were working him like consummate professionals, their girly tongues poking and licking him like a stick of candy, interspersed with an occasional biting of his soft flesh around his his testes, or love-biting his fat shaft, their little mark of love, for him to cherish on a quieter night.All three were completely naked, the girls bald pussies contrasting with his mass of pubic hair, greyed from ageing and decades of. As do the dragons. Large and scaly, winged reptiles with a rather temperamental disposition towards all non dragon like entities. Do they shoot fire? Well yes they do, occasionally. Anyway, to continue about slayers, how exactly does one qualify as a Dragon slayer? Is one born a slayer or trained to become one??? Well, most of us who have earned the title of slayers are a rather ordinary kind of people. Though slightly anti social in personality, which explains our preference for the lonely. His thigh was wedged in between my legs as he began to ravish my neck with noiseless kisses. “...the bride wants pink ribbons on the flowers…” ‘Pink ribbons,’ I thought dazedly. The feel of his hot, calloused palms cupping me is almost enough to send me over the edge. I don’t know how I’d be able to concentrate with Jack’s hands, twisting and pulling on my nipples. I bite back a gasp as he placed open mouthed kisses on my neck. One hand left my breast and I almost whined at the loss of.