“I was just looking at your butts and realizing that I am the luckiest man in the whole damn world. I couldn’t create a better world to live in th...n the one I am living in. I know we are always goofing, but I do love your asses and your faces and your pussies and your tits and your hearts and souls. I could die happy today except for the fact that I would be deprived of your love and beauty for eternity.”“Wow! You are a silver-tongued devil.” Blossom kissed me and then turned to rub her butt. I moaned as I pushed, straining with my fists clenched until I finally felt the bulge birth from my gaping anus with an exquisite release, and the caress of air upon my outturned insides. “See Leveria,” she smiled, “you can do it all by yourself. What a big girl you are.”I smiled lustfully down at the hybrid as her tongue descended, invading the ovule of my flower, her lips sucking the petals into her mouth. I bit my lip and laid my head back against the chair. Her tongue bored into me, wet. Pure revulsion churned her insides. Her head lifted, aiming at the painting behind him. “You’re late,” the unfair accusation escaped unbidden.His brows crumpled at her dry tone, but he did not divert his eyes from her which provoked waves of multi-layered reactions in her badly-slept body. “It’s hardly eight in the morning,” he retorted more alert.That he did not sleep in, even having arrived late, counted points in his favour. Points she refused to concede in the mood she found herself in at. As time went on, Gilvard became a staunch ally to the Little People. Leaving them supplies in predetermined locations in the forest whenever they required something. Yes, life was getting easier for the marooned group.It took months of convincing. But eventually, even the men of the group came to trust their newfound Giant friend Glivard. And they didn't even mind demonstrating sexual intercourse in front of him with the two willing women.Glivard was particularly fascinated in the interracial.