. . but only to practice so that we can kiss boys,” she began. “And . . . we have kinda touched each other too,” she continued.“And where have...you touched her,” he asked.“Like her boobs and you know . . . in between her legs . . . a bit.”“Where did you do this,” he asked, still jacking off, now more slowly so that he wouldn’t shoot his load too early. “Mostly at my house . . . during sleepovers.” “Well . . . it’s time to add to your experience. Did anyone tell you . . . guys love to watch girls. The nurse thought to herself. He's certainly attractive enough, but what kind of man would take advantage of a woman so young and fragile. How could she let him make her a mother at such a tender age?Then the tiny bundle lying in the crook of Isidora's left arm squirmed and made little squeaking noises. Isidora's eyes fluttered open and she turned to her newborn son."Trent, I think little Garth is still hungry." Sweetheart, if he's anything like his uncle, he'll eat every hour on the hour.". “Forgive me, Velesande,” Caeledrin drawled lazily as he squeezed Gwynes’s ripe buttocks. The pretty Elf atop him moaned in response, and her slit was glistening with her moisture. Her smell was sweet, like fruit wine, and Caeledrin felt himself swell further in the wet cavern of her mouth. “I appear to have grown somewhat distracted.”Velesande bobbed a graceful curtsy, her spectacular breasts swaying beneath the thin fabric of her robe. Before she’d left, Ellerion had been the most beautiful. When she was finally on her feet again I could feel her throbbing womb resting on my shaft. The other ladies had gathered round us; their kisses rained on my neck and shoulders, and the presence of their bosoms and bellies was against my back and sides--indeed they so completely sustained Maya and myself that I seemed about to mingle my being with them all at once. I had stirred the womb of Maya with but a few thrusts--when the rosy cheeks became a deeper dye, her eyes swam, her lips parted and.