Blue school knickers with tight lace trimmedelastic. They could feel the lace tickle their legs as they were tuggedinto place. A lace trimmed vest. A ...hite blouse made of soft cotton. Thebuttons were the wrong way around, so they took a while to get themfastened.The came the item they were dreading, a short green plaid school skirt.They fastened these around their waists, put on the lace topped socks,then finally the black ballet flats.They could barely look at each other, both were glowing red. ”“You already know.”Badmorgan grabbed Twinklenald and rubbed his calloused hands all over the smooth, tiny, pale body. “I’m gonna fuck you so good.”It was no secret that most male creatures liked fucking the diminutive pixie race. Ork on Pixie porn was the best selling in the land. The ork males generally stood seven-feet tall or more and dwarfed the small beings. Pixies had an eternal, youthful look with large eyes, pointed ears, slender bodies, and butt holes that could gape to accommodate. Whatcha making? It smells good.”“Eggs ‘n bakey!” I replied. “Do me a favor and clear all that shit off the table?”“Yeah, sure,” said Jeff.Before long the food was ready and I heard the sound of the girls’ voices combined with water draining from the tub. A couple of minutes later, they appeared in the dining room wearing their t-shirts, towels wrapped around their heads. Cristina had her pants, bra, and panties in her hands and I could safely assume she was naked under her shirt which wasn’t. It slowly ran down the door onto the carpet. His hips bucked again, and a second silvery-white string of sperm arked out of his cock through the air and landed across my fringe and forehead. He then plunged his twitching cock deep into my mouth, forcing the tip into my throat as he shot another thick wad of hot sperm deep into my mouth. It splashed against my throat and gently trickled down into my stomach, a similar sensation to drinking brandy, making my throat and gullet warm. His cock.