Growing up without a mom was hard. Tony’s mom, Mrs. C. always insisted I call her mom, I think she felt sorry for me and tried to be the surrogate ...om that I didn’t have since my own mom remarried and moved out of the country. I was over Tony’s house every day since my dad worked long hours. Mrs. C. didn’t mind since Tony was an only child she liked having me over keeping him company. Growing up next to Tony I got to see a lot of Mrs. C. and let me tell you she aged well. She must be around. That wasn’t going to work for the next girl since she used a soft washcloth to clean off my dick first.You don’t really care about my dick being clean, you are scared shitless about how this is supposed to hurt and is only about my pleasure.She had her legs open, hands gripping the sheets, and eyes squeezed shut in preparation for the pain from her hymen being torn open. I couldn’t see her face, but I did manage to barely hear her moan before her legs locked around my ears as I played soccer. The Quelanders were happy to just, mull along as before once they got rid of Que. He was probably the longest living of the Wizards as far as I understand. Possibly, because his ring was further south in a better location, and he didn’t try to rule with an iron thumb.The other two Wizards also didn’t live more than a handful of years after arrival. Many people believe the faeries were responsible due to the Wizards having broken contract with them. Which everyone knows is a bad thing to do, if. Um…grrrrrrrrr…why did I tie this damn thing so tight! After much picking at the knot with my nails I manage to undo them, and with their large size they quickly drop to the floor revealing a tight fitting pair of pink thong panties. Unlike the other shed clothing littering the floor at my bare feet, the panties are, um, less than practical. Thin and soft, they feel so good against my skin, especially now with the rest of my clothes gone and the breeze blowing across me. A thin waist band goes.