Sally’s nipples were hard, her fingers nails scraped against the back my neck, and she was again gasping for air. Despite how close she was to the e...ge, her next orgasm was building slowly, and she repeatedly moaned as I kept fingering her wet tunnel. She squirmed and fidgeted underneath my persistent touch and murmured, “Yes! Yes!”I didn't slow up or stop. Sally shivered and squirmed from my touch, and cried out in happiness as the pleasure spread, overtaking her senses. She nearly wept with. I was speachless. She was always putting on this sort of show. Why had she suddenly noticed me looking? I took my eyes away from her crotch and blushingly looked at her face. She had some kind of smirk on it but she was not looking me in the eye either. Her gaze was fixed on my cock straining in my jeans." You're just like your father, you little perv or should I say big perv" she said, waving her finger at my cock."Can't you keep that thing down just cos you see a bit of pussy?"I blushed. No one has ever set eyes upon the ogre and lived to tell the tale. The maidens are left outside his stockade and their bones are later thrown out to whiten on the hillside in the sun. You will see them when we get near. He made his home here five years ago and we have known no peace and no joy in all that time."The Princess said no more and the pair continued to walk quickly up the slope towards the wooden stockade. When they reached the site of their ordeal, they stood still outside and waited. "I should have stuffed that kid's camera down his..."He was cut off. "Hey, can I get a few pictures too?" An older guy in a brightly flowered Hawaiian shirt asked."Sure!" Bobbie posed for him, too. Before long, she lost count of just how many guys wanted to take her picture. Oddly, Bobbie enjoyed it. Did Wendy feel this way when she posed naked for Playboy? It was so exciting being the center of attention! There was a nice bonus attached, too. Alan no longer seemed to be looking at other girls..