I clutched him as I cried for Relaria again. And he held me. The guilt remained, but I wasn’t alone any longer. I wasn’t filth. I had Thrak. I clu...g to him as I mourned for the lamia bard.MinxIt was strange being back in Baraconia, walking through the streets, passing halflings as they scurried about their business. Everyone was my height, more or less, once I left the docks behind. No big people I had to stare up at. It had been years since Fox, my older sister, and I fled Baraconia for. I ran my throbbing head up the length of her pussy, and against her clit. She was still sensitive and pushed me away. I put my tip just up against her pussy lips, enough to make sure I was properly lubed. I pushed just past her lips and slowly moved just an inch or so in – knocking at the door so to speak. As she got used to me I felt her thighs spread and she lifted her knees to allow me in. I felt the length of me slide in till my pubic bone touched against hers and my balls were up. Entangled in the air with this clapped the sound of a double slap, as with each thrust the tanned man’s upper thighs hit those white smooth buttocks, followed by his low slung balls slapping against the others perineum. For a solid hour these two soldiers of lust banged away in their twofold ecstasy. Sweat pouring from the tanned man’s brow in rivulets down his face onto his chest, at times dribbling over his nipples and falling into a pool on the pale man’s lower back where his muscles had. ." I stammered.Sue looked up into my eyes, questioningly. The questions in her mind, the desires she felt under the surface, seemed to resolve themselves in her expression."Sure?" She gasped. "Would it be... All right if... we went a bit further, then? To make it really more comfortable to do the scene? Less tense and clumsy?" Yes. I think... you should do what works best." I could hardly breathe with the excitement of what I was suggesting."... Gary?" Yes..." ... would, er, could you, perhaps,.