My cock immediately began to swell and the memory of losing my load over the balcony, and the soft click of the sliding door below, rushed into my hea..., making me blush. In my confusion, I thought for an instant that it was Mom walking so sexily back to me, smiling wantonly, her blue eyes glistening in the sun, bracketed by a head full of dark, brown, messy hair. I blinked and stared. No, it was Lynn, her pale reddish hair surrounding her lightly freckled face and green eyes. But she looked no. "You've met The Dragon, Carla, and now he needs a partner. That's clear, yes?” Drake thought for a moment, musing. “The innkeeper, a small sexy woman, you've always been a part of our story, and of course you're curious. It's fascinating, stimulating, you'll find, to learn more.”“Drake... you're the Dragon, yes?” She asks, her drink giving her a creeping warm feeling. Nervously, she drinks too fast.“I am Drake. I lead the games, I become The Dragon, and tonight The Dragon has needs.” Drake sips. Pete's knees started to buckle and I stood up and held him then bent down and kissed him passionately sharing his cum with him as we french kissed. I turned him around and he just collapsed onto the chair. My dick was rock hard in my underwear and Pete saw it at face level and reached out and stroked me through the fabric. I pulled my dick out and pulled his head forward. He licked my prick up and down then I shoved it in his mouth. I was about to burst and I was not gentile. I grabbed his head. Then she pulled away and grinned and asked, ‘But maybe you can see it in your heart to share me with your father once in a while?’ She giggled at the absurdity of her request, but she knew it was true. His penis had gone soft after his last orgasm, but this last admission of devotion got him hard again, rapidly. His mother noticed the straightening shaft and exclaimed, ‘Oh my, what AM I going to do with you?’ with a mischievous grin. ‘Would you like mommy to rub her little pussy over your big.