The O’lak-residere. The Soul Warriors, their souls so large and strong they were able to take other shapes.The term both terrified and yet fascinate... her. That first time, watching the priests and their guards change, she marveled that they could grow so much larger and stronger. She wondered at how large their souls must be. How strong they must be in the sight of god. Her awe had not diminished in the half-dozen times she watched them afterward. It still held a large facet of fear,. I inserted my now pulsing 20 year old cock and he immediately took it down to the base. His nose had to be against the wall. I was in heaven. As he bobbed his head up and down going from the base of my cock up to the tip where he would spin his mouth and flick his tounge over the tip of my cock. I couldn't take it anymore and without warning, I exploded the biggest load of cum I had ever dropped squarely into the back of his throat. Oh no, I couldn't believe this. What if he didn't want my cum. At first Dave thought about declining because he didn't think he would be challenged enough by the very young players; but then he thought about the arrogant British guys he had met, smiled at the two twelve year olds, and said, "I'd love to play with you."Dave actually enjoyed the round that day and tried to give the younger players some tips as they played. The two youngsters were in awe of Dave's ability but Dave simply told them that they both played just as well as he had when he was. Jess giggled. "There's a lot I haven't told David yet, but I will."The second bull stood in front of Jess. "Time to put your mouth to better use," he said, and stuck his big cock in her face. She opened her mouth and let him slide halfway down her throat. For the next 15 minutes, the room was free of chatter but full of the sounds of one bull's cock pumping her sopping pussy while his balls slapped her ass and the gurgling as the other throat fucked her. I could tell from her muffled moans that.