.. his prostate has swollen to the size of a small melon and sometimes that affects his manners. I’ve been yelling at him and his bosses at Littlejo...n Geo-Exploration for months, if not a couple years to finish hauling out the rest of the crap that they left behind when they leased the place out to us. Mr. Hobbs here, if I haven’t already made this quite apparent, doesn’t actually work for us ... that is, Poravuvu Silk, Ltd. He’s an employee of Littlejohn, from whom we rent out portions of this. “Mmm, that was nice,” she said.I responded with sounds that didn’t really resemble words.“Kiss me,” she commanded, leaning into my face to do so.Ew.I recoiled.She stopped her movement toward me, looking confused.“What’s wrong?” she asked me.“Cum. There’s cum in your mouth.”“So?”“So?” I repeated, stating what seemed obvious to me. “Ew. It’s cum. My cum. I don’t wanna taste my own cum.”“Why not?”I struggled to explain what bothered me. “It’s gross. It’s wrong. It’s like, gay.”She looked offended. She looked up at him now and then, only to realise that her ‘now and thens’ were beginning to become more frequent. She was usually content just to fuck with her eyes closed for the most part, always a little unsure of herself and her body’s effect on her partner, and so if she wasn’t lost in just kissing him while it went on between them, she just kept her eyes closed most of the time to enjoy the sensations which she got to feel so seldom. It didn’t hit her right away, but during the times. We brought in what you wanted."I went to look through the cart, "you got the white steel?"He snorted, "it is star silver."I grinned as I reached in to lift a bag out, "something from a star would not be hiding under a mountain."He laughed as the other dwarves chuckled and began helping me. I checked each bag and lifted them to check the weight. I went to the side and opened a box before I counted out what I owned him. Delf was looking through daggers when I returned and grinned, "how about a.