“I'll fucking love them, I guarantee it Callie,” John said. Then we kissed one more time and I leaned up. I took my shirt off to give him a better...look at my tits he loved so much. “Wow these are just spectacular,” John said as he grabbed onto them. He squeezed them a little firmly. Enough to get the message across. He knew how to work with my breasts. So he must have had a lot of experience in that area. “Wow John, you sure do know how to make a lady feel good,” I said. “Well, I take extra. Aking up to the screeching sound of a rocking wooden bed as my body moved in a constant motion opposite to that of the bed’s, forward, backward, forward, backward and so on, I felt edgy yet happy, there was this tension building up through my body while lying in bed on my back, slightly regaining consciousness, I felt my penis throbbing inside a squishy wet hole and was fully erect; buried in that very tight soft wet hole which belonged to a small body, a fragile entity, this entity was warm,. He immediately showed me who said that here. Slowly he pulled his cock almost completely out of me to then hammer it back with full force. This sweet pain and his deep moan made me horny and I began to blow Mustafa's cock. Baba came more and more violently and I felt his cock get even thicker and throb. With a loud scream he pushed once again with full force into me. I felt his weight on my back and his hairy belly and his precious cream filled my gut.Mustaf pulled my head up and his cock. The creature wielded a crude hunk of metal, more akin to a pile of scrap than an actual sword.With a voice soft enough that Kerillian doubted the rats would have heard her were they standing beside her, she whispered an apology to her weapon. Kerillian had made the bow herself, slaving over the process for a full year, dedicating hours each day to the working of the wood, infusing it with power drawn from the forest around her home. It was a work of art, and the slaying of such creatures was.