“No, just me,” Alyssa murmured, brushing his flanks with her thighs as she wrapped herself around him.John caressed her cheek, enjoying the tingli...g thrill of touching her soft skin ... until he noticed a spark of light from his fingertips. Blinking in surprise, he quickly pulled his hand away and stared at his hand in confusion.“Don’t stop, that felt wonderful,” Alyssa purred, her hips rocking gently underneath him.He brushed her cheek again and the blonde let out a breathy moan, closing her. One farmer against an armed band was not much of a threat but Pardin had principles about stealing from others. Eating someone's apple tree went against one of his principles although he seemed to be the only one who was concerned."Look at that pile of shit your dragon left," Fuster said, pointing at the steaming pile that came up to Pardin's knees. "There is enough fertilizer there to boost the growth of half of the orchard. Greater than a steaming pile of cow shit, this is primo grade-A. The sub quietly opened his mouth and licked the corners of his lips while stroking the guy’s crotch. He could feel the cock getting harder, stiffer, bigger; he could feel his own cock getting harder just from the thought of obeying miss Brat’s commands.He quickly unzipped the guy’s pants and pulled out his black anaconda. It was a beautiful long dick, with veins going almost to the cockhead which looked like it’s about to burst. The sub started making himself busy; he licked the base of the. I’m supposed to look”. “Fair enough” says Gemma laughing. “What would you’ve done if I’d grabbed yer arse and shoved my face into your crotch?”“That’s what I was hoping you would do!” Gemma replies smirking.“You’ve shaved in the past though” I continue.“I don’t believe it, you’ve been taking notes about when I've shaved my minge?”.“Well, like you say... I am obsessed with fannies, and most of those knickers of yours are fairly transparent.Anyway, talking of knickers and you flashing your wares,.