The liquor and easy conversation, along with a sudden odd need to defend myself to Denise made me heave a sigh and shattered my reservations."You know..." I said, turning to my wife, "that's not as complimentary as you seem to think it is," I said with a little more venom than I intended, but less than I felt. Denise guffawed. "Lazy lover? What the fuck does that mean?" She dropped to a chuckle and shook her head. "What is that," she joked, "you just offer yourself and then 'receive' sex; make. "You did give me a damn good fucking in that first bit there" said Emily as she watched avidly and then we enjoyed a look through of the close up footage that Lisa captured as I went to town on her pussylips/clit while they had both pinned me to the bed. Happy that no telltale signs of either of the ladies identities were visible, I sent both films across onto Lisa's mobile. Well if I was going to be shared then there are worse things to found doing I guess.....Emily then softly murmurs "You. But they are stalling around waiting for me to leave, I guess. I know the first guy wants cock as much as I do, but hell, the married guy might be straight as far as I know. I guess I should have left them alone, maybe I violated a cruising rule of etiquette or something (but my cock is MUCH bigger then the first guy's). So I say things like nice weather we're having, ain't it, and shit, but nothing is happening. Time passes. The hunk suddenly says, fuck it, and just hauls 8" of cut cock out. “Really!?”“Yes, but much below eight feet tall, you would return to your normal human appearance. Also at eight feet tall, I am still long enough to do serious work, Mistress,” It informed me.At eight feet tall, I would still be larger than the Demons, but short enough to still frighten them. It sounded like a good solution, but what were the drawbacks, I wondered? Mandara spoke to me about them as well then.“You could be overwhelmed at eight feet tall, if enough of them attacked you. You may.