I knew how a man and a woman would have sex and I also knew that fondling my penis felt good. I knew that a man would thrust his penis into a woman's ...ole and I knew that It felt good to use my hand on my dick so eventually I put two and two together and I started masturbating. I have tried everything I could get my hands on to help me in getting myself off. I've tried sleeves, i've fucked ground beef, i've tried anal play (yes men do that, It's acually a lot of fun!), and once or twice I've. "All I can do is ease your way a little, perhaps." Can you tell me the truth of what happened then, back at Hoartongue Keep? How you saved me, and what it meant? I've been making guesses, but none seem likely to be able to confirm their accuracy." I can, a little. Old Loam taught me many things in the days between our meeting him and our arrival at the keep, but the most important thing I learned was how strong and deep my connection to the forest of the north was ... and is." It was that. We started our “sex” normally, with me licking his dick through his pants. This time though I wispered “Let’s do the real thing” and pulled down his pants and underwear. Although I had felt his dick through sam’s pants, I had never really realizd how big it was. It was 8 inches SOFT! I took his cock in my hand and licked the head softly. He moaned, and I said “Take control, daddy!”. He grabbed my head and pushed my head onto his cock, and I sucked it gracefully. His cock tasted amazing. He. “Sam, you’re going to make me come and you’ve barely touched me down there.” My muscles were twitching.“It’s unfortunate for you to be so easy.” He licked me long and deep, his tongue dipping in a slow wet slurp till I wept in his mouth and drizzled sweet honey down my crack. “You’re such a messy little girl.”“I’m only easy for you, Sam. And you like me messy.”He shoved in his fingers and I shattered, gushing in his palm like a champagne fountain - my trickling tunnel gasping and grasping.