I didn't think this would take long.As I turned back around, Susan was waiting for me. She was still seated but had turned the chair towards me. Reach...ng a hand out to my waist, she stopped me where I was. With her other hand, she stroked along the front of my pants, feeling the large lump that was beginning to swell up inside there."Let's see what you've got here," Susan said. She pulled my belt out and popped it free, then slid her fingers into the waist of my pants and unfastened the top. But beofre I could react, I felt something soft and velvety smooth tickle the head of my huge dick. I looked down and saw the top of Andrews head going back and forth on my dick. I felt his tonge tease the head as I started to produce a low moan. I could feel that I would cum in no time. Andrew heard my moan and looked up at me to see that I had thrown my head back. He pulled my dick out of his mouth and started to rub it. I soon cummed after that. I had masturbated before but that was. Wendy (an unlikely seeming name for a Jotunnheim Dwarf, I thought) was on a self-imposed mission to festoon me with protective trinkets and doohickeys. I don’t usually wear jewelry, however her workings would protect me against additional curses, as well as averting the evil eye, preventing possession and thwarting all hex- so I found myself following her very solid ass as she led me off into the snowy mountains and deep down into the mythical smithing caverns of ancient yore, where she crafted. I’d finished my exams and lectures didn’t start up again until Monday. And because they would all be new courses, with new topics and in some cases different tutors, I couldn’t even get a head start on the reading since I didn’t know what the reading actually was.So I had nothing to do. And it felt weird.I was pondering this when my phone beeped. The one-word message was from Imogen.Breakfast?I replied that I’d meet her at the foot of the stairs in ten minutes, which would give me just enough.