"Robert? Would you help me with this?" "Oh, Paige. You are so...you're too..." "Too young?" Robert reached out for my hand. "You're too sweet for ...his. I could not hurt you. I just couldn't." "I do not want to be hurt," I said. "I just want to feel what it's like, the restraints, being tied up." I told him about the dream I had when I was in Boston, laying in bed after a sex party, about the silk sashes around my wrists and ankles, the line of men waiting to use me for their pleasure. I. I got to my feet and ran as fast as I could back to the tunnel. This was crazy. This world was like something out of World of Quest, or out of one of my fantasy novels. Only those places were make believe. This was real. I had seen enough, and now that I could have gotten killed by an actual dragon, I just wanted to go home.I stopped as I got down the hill to where the tunnel was. The silver dragon's body lay on the hill, its dead body covering the tunnel. There was no way I was going to be. My cock spread her tight young pussy open as I slowly pressed forward. On my knees I watched her perfect little ass as I pulled her slowly backwards driving my cock deeper and deeper. Finally her soft butt flesh touched my thighs as my cock was buried inside her to the hilt. I held her there on my shaft, feeling the tightness of her young hot pussy, enjoying every second of hot taboo pleasure. I started a slow teasing fucking motion, so slow Becky was begging me to fuck her faster. I slowly. “I was hoping Duke would have time to join us,” I said. Phyllis just nodded and laughed. “He can be the life of the party and he’ll also protect us just in case.”Then off the three of us went to the camping ground…it was about an hour’s walk and then we were there in a shady glen with a little creek making creek noises. Duke ran ahead and started lapping the fresh water, his tail wagging, his balls lopping from side to side. “Do you want to have a rest before we set up camp?” Phyllis.