I don't wish to tell a whole account here, but one important point would be the outcome on our way back to base camp, superb! We were almost leaving...town riding our truck, and many motels were sighted along the way before we would take a pathway out of town. Exchanged glances but none of us had made a comment so far, considered potential clients to one of these motels nonetheless. We made up our minds as we spot what appeared a cheap one at edge of road. Too nervous to start a new sex. Now, I’ve had my share of lowborn elves, but I’ve never tasted royalty before.” I screamed against Brock’s muffling hand, and he chuckled. His other hand grabbed my bodice, and tore off my dress. My scream rose. The rags slipped down to my waist, exposing my breasts to the cold night, the nipples taut and prickled. I felt his breath against my chest, hot air caressing my vulnerable node. I went deathly still, prey instincts taking over. Brock’s lips wrapped around me, his teeth bit gently, and. This weekend. I don’t have time to prep anyone else, and Jensen’s breathing down my neck and cracking the whip. It’s not a problem, is it?”Her husband was trying to get them a reservation at a very fancy restaurant downtown, but their schedules just wouldn’t line up. This was the first week in months that it did. Until now. “Jeremy is gonna have a fit. What about your wife?”“Lena will be fine. And if she isn’t, I’ll buy her a Rolex.”“She hates watches.”“Since when?”“Since always. She knows it’s. .” then as She had me on the verge, I could only moan, and She’d be saying “you’re a pathetic wanker Graham, it doesn’t take much to make you cum in your pants does it?! Just a bit of stocking-tops and you’re there, ogling and making a mess of your pants, you big wanker!”Obviously hearing those lovely words made me instantly bend double and groan as I pumped 7 or 8 shots of spunk through the front of my trousers, sometimes She’d laugh, despite trying not to, or maybe pull a face like ‘how.