Despite my emotional hurt and her disparaging treatment of me, I was forced to admit that I was finding it hard to just walk away from her.CHAPTER 2: ...ELATIONSHIP COUNSELINGTo help us smooth over what my mother and Sara’s parents termed “small bumps in the road” to happiness in our new marriage, they got us into relationship counselling. And to my surprise, the renowned Phantomville Relationships Counsellor, Dr. Judy, sided with my new wife in so many ways, and showed me just how naive – and. I silently demand more, and he does. He gives me more, fucking me hard. I feel him stiffen, and know he’s going to give me the biggest orgasm he can. He growls out and I feel myself clench him. I milk his cock as he begins to shoot jet after jet of his seed inside me. He groans a ragged growl as he does, making me stiffen in climax. I feel myself orgasm hard around him, milking him still. I can feel him still thrusting, not as hard but enough inside me. I shake lightly, holding him close to me.. " He appraised the number. "Perhaps even some others from my homelands." We sent not for aid from the human lands." Lady Melewen said, dismayed. "How did they know to come?"Tammer looked over the field as the charge commenced. "Come on boy, give us a sign." He muttered.As the spells started flying and elves started dying, a fireball shot up from behind the fortifications of the village. It screamed to height, then detonated."Good enough!" Tammer hissed, then turned toward the apprentices. "Yes, yes, do those things to me and more. Make me your bitch lover." "Good. I was hoping that would be your answer. Now I'm going to lace on my boots. Would you like me to describe them to you?" "Oh yes Mistress, please do that!" I exclaimed, my hand again fondling my swollen rod, my voice trembling. "My but you are an eager little slave. My boots... Well I'm sitting at my dressing table and my boots are draped over the bed. They are very, very tall and they lace all the way up over my knees.