A total of fifty Arch-Deans came and went, none serving more than 20 years, (save the "'Arch-Deen'mon" Haguathis, who was finally defeated in the 25th...year of his 'tenure' at the post,) around five years on average, and in one notable case only a single day. Though the leadership changed often, the school survived, and thrived. Every race was welcome, and the whole mountain atop which the Valley-of-Quorn rested had become part of the school to a degree, with many dwarven students retiring from. Just in case her brother and Roberta were back.They weren't."Hot damn!" she breathed and fumbled the keys into the locks. As soon as they were inside, Al had gathered her up into his arms and was prowling around the apartment in search of a bed. He found it, and it was better than anything he'd hoped for."Waterbed!" he gasped. "Waterbed!" But--" His mouth on hers cut short the protestation--then he was dropping her onto the undulating surface and driving his tongue into her mouth as if he meant. I grabbed the bullet I had in the console and gave the control to Josh as my husband drove. I spread my legs for my husband to see while he drove and continued to part my lips with the bullet while using the tongue on my clit. When we got back to the hotel, we didn't even make it to the room. I was on my knees in the elevator and naked before we hit our floor. Once in the room, I did a peep show in front of the open window for all, who looked up to the fifth floor. It got the guys so horny they. I imagined her tiny, skinny body atop mine, barely any weight at all, squeezing what was probably a very tight pussy down over my erect dick. Leaning down and kissing me while we fucked. The potency of that spontaneous fantasy surprised me—my cock was harder than a lamppost—but there was also something sweet about it, as well.But I kept my hands off myself. I couldn’t remember the last time I went an entire day without getting myself off or, now, having The Imbecile get me off. I flipped my.