The next week I went to her home early morning with the reports. The servant opened the door and asked me to sit. After a while I noticed her climbing...down the stairs. Man, she looked like a sex bomb, her boobs jiggling in her tee shirt (no bra), shorts exposing her juicy thighs.She was doing her hair and putting them together. I instantly got a hard-on. She came and sat opposite to me and took my reports. Then came an unexpected and unwanted twist. A man followed her and wished her. “Good. The snapping sounds alerted the sleeping hatchlings, which all gave a loud screech when they saw that their favorite toy was trying to escape. Marian gave a curse of anger and a scream of agony as one of them grabbed her by the leg, dragging her back into the nest and banging her injured ankle.While they had been asleep and had spent their loads just a half hour before, the dragons showed no tiredness of hesitation in ganging up and raping her with exceptional brutality. It was as if they were. I shouted to him to tell any1 else he knew that i was here waiting and would suck them too. leaning against the wall in the back street i continued fo finger my hole, still with the taste of fresh cum in my mouth. I was hungry for it now and was about to go back and ask some more guys when a couple walked round the corner,catching me with my fingers in my ass,with my pants now round my ankles.without saying a word they took out their cocks and i went to work on sucking them in turn till they. ‘We skied together… shared a chair lift, actually.’ Mog tried to maintain her customary cool and humility, but it was difficult. She felt silly not having recognised one of the few men in the world she would readily give herself to, but at the same time, now guiltily enjoyed being the centre of attention, as someone with exclusive access to an international sex-symbol. But she was already thinking ahead too. Could this be the start of something? Something very special indeed. 6/9 Paul and Mog’s.