My ears twitched. I froze. Had I heard a man speaking on the wind.I slowed my heart and focused on my ears. The sound was faint, a murmur making unint...lligent sound. Magic was on the air. A mage worked spells. I didn’t recognize the voice. It was not Faoril and it didn’t have the gravelly growl of an orc. The cadence of the speech reminded me of Fireeyes, but this voice was deeper than the dead warlock.I glanced around. Light streamed through a hole in the wall over my head. I nimbly climbed up. We agreed to meet at the marina bar and see what happens.When we eventually met up, I knew all I wanted was his cock, but I needed to be in control, and as he has a severe stockings fetish, I was wearing the right clothes to entice him into my way of thinking.After a quick chat and few drinks we went back to my yacht, as we started to kiss and just as we got into the bedroom I grabbed some used stockings from the floor. The first I placed over Len’s head. Next I pulled his shorts down, and. I pulled my hand away and examined the sperm as my pussy tingled even more. I had never seen that sperm shoot from a dick. My husband's loads are a fraction of that. Max took my dry hand and led me to his bed. He pulled off my top, and pulled down my shorts. His cock was again rock hard and standing straight out from him. He looked me over, my "A" cup tits were rock hard. My neatly trimmed pussy was dripping wet as Max ran his finger down and ran it up and down my slit. "I have always wanted. Last week we invited them round for dinner and my wife was pulling out all the stops! She made a slap up meal and was dressing up for the occasion. She done her make up n her long dark brown hair and was wearing a tight silky salwar kameez! She looked sexy! As soon as they arrived I was watching her dula Bhai to see if he looks and he didn't disappoint! His eyes grew big when he first saw her and he licked his lips! This again annoyed me but really aroused me for some reason! I kept watching.