“Mm hmm.” She shifted in her seat and began fondling her clit while she watched him stroke his meat. Her taste buds were aching to feel the musky ...weet pre cum on her tongue. She bit her lip and asked her next daring question: “Um... Steven...” He turned his gaze to her. “Could I... would you mind if I stroked your cock for you?” He could see a strange look on her face, like she really wanted to do it. “Yeah! I'd really like that!” He couldn't believe that the beautiful woman actually wanted to. "Ok then good!" I say. "Bar tonight?" David asks. "I dunno I'll see when I can leave." I reply telling David more than I probably should. "You're still at Mrs Parkers house? Hey you take all the time you need. Just remember condoms." He says laughing. We say our goodbyes and I leave the bathroom to return to Sarah. I see her lying there still asleep. I climb back into bed and feel her shift to wrap herself around me. "I'm sorry I didn't get the chance to say it before but that was incredible.". He ran his free hand over his stomach and chest, feeling every muscle, rubbing his nipples, first the left, then the right and finally he reached behind and began to kneed his ass cheeks. He groped at his ass, felt the tight muscle of it, ran a finger over the hole, ran the same finger over his hip, across the top of his pubes, up the center of his stomach and up to his lips. With a quick lick he tasted himself on the finger, sucked it into his mouth and drew it slowly down his own chin. His. Before the spiky creature sat a shiny golden harp, which she elegantly plucked at with her long, pointy fingers. As he approached her, Epimonos realized that the creature had much in common with the dryads. Her body was distinctly feminine in shape, with an ample bust swelling above her slender waist. Her olive skin tone had a wooden grain running all across it, too. In fact, the only marked difference between her and the dryads were the spikes all over her body. Like some of the dryads, the.