Her skin was a riot of colors, merging from hues of all sorts, the various beiges and browns of humans, the metallic flesh of a halfling, the swarthy ...ed of orcs, the swallow hue of an ogre, and more, giving her a molted look. Delicate ears, like an elf, twitched through her tangle of hair, every strand looking to be a different hue and texture. All the strengths of the races distilled into one horrid abomination. “The amulet is proving elusive to achieve,” I told her, “but my assassin has the. When I was first told of my impending doom I remember to my shame that I felt myself urinating at the thought of death and started to cry as I felt warm piss trickle down my legs and form a puddle at my feet. The room began to spin and I fell forward. A guard reached out and grabbed me as I momentarily feinted. I begged to see my husband as I was not guilty of any infidelities I was being accused of. My assigned guard approached me and told me he was sure I was not guilty but the king had. With her other hand, she took a firm grip and pulled his foreskin back. She looked up into his eyes as she closed her lips around the head of his cock."Oh my fucking God," he groaned.As she sucked and swirled her tongue around the head, her hands continued to stroke up and down the shaft and to massage his balls. He began to roll his hips in time to her bobbing head and moaned softly, his fingers running through her silky blonde hair.Without breaking suction, she reached for her purse on the. My mind played connect the dots, and I could imagine what it looked like, exactly right where it was, but she stood up again and dropped two more cakes onto my plate. "I think that's enough, young man," she said sternly. My heart caught in my throat. I was caught! I was certain of it! "You'd better see if you can eat those before I put any more on your plate. I've got to feed everyone else, you know!" I looked down to the stack of 7 pancakes on my plate."OK," I said. "Pass the syrup?" I watched.