I got up into a crouch and fired a short burst into the ceiling and then ran across the room. An answering burst ripped up the dirt floor where I had ...een.I noticed a blanket hanging over a doorway and moved through it, weapon ready. I was in a small room with a ladder leading up into a square of sunlight. I used one hand to hold the ladder, the other on my weapon and started up. I slowly peeked over the edge and looked around. In the corner by the street, a gunman was crouched behind the low. "I hung up the phone and reached for my already hard cock. As I started to stroke my shaft, I admitted that fantasies of Linda Davis had coaxed more cum from my swollen balls than all other women combined. She was an all-American knock-out. She was 5'7", with a slim and athletic build. She had jet black hair, dark piercing eyes, full lips and a sparkling white smile.Linda was eight years older than me, but always treated me nicely and flirted in a "big-sister" kind of way. I pulled up memories. How did you know to do it? You and I have talked of my powers but not anything like that." The dragon reached out and gently touched the woman's swollen belly."I just knew I could do it, father. I need to rest now, I'm hungry mother." I will have your father make us some food, my darling son. You rest."The dragon got up and brought the woman some food by way of dried meat strips and some fruit. The woman ate all she could hold, and then too went to sleep. It was not long after that event that. During the 1950s, porn was not readily available, so the storytelling acted as a stimulus for jerking off. Worked for me, so who was I to question whether the stories were true or not.One day I thought I was home alone and was jerking in my room, my mom heard me moaning and entered my room thinking something was wrong with me. I shot my wad and let out a yelp just as she entered the room. The cum shot up at least a foot and fell back on my abdomen.“Young man get yourself cleaned up and we will.