She was instinctively a good sport about most things, even when it bugged her to do so. But today she had another reason for allowing herself to be ma...e sport of.For the first sixteen years of her life, Sandy had lived in a social environment where both the human body and its attempts at sexual gratification were kept under wraps. She had been provided with the best texts and illustrated works on sex, but not until now had she met up with male anatomy at close range.And her first taste of real. He slept like a dog and the slightest sound would have him wide-awake in no time. Another instinct horned by seasons of hunting and warrior training. As he lay tense on the bed, waiting and listening, he looked through the little slits in the wooden windows and saw that it was still pitch-dark outside. The night sounds confirmed that it was nowhere near dawn. He had no need to look at his timepiece-a treasured gift from Captain William-to know that. He had an in-built timekeeper, and it had. As I reveal his potent tool, I’m astonished to see his fat, long and beige shaft. I sense my wetness dripping and making their way all along my inner thighs. I grab his shaft by the base while wrapping my lips over its bulbous head. The raw passion in my soul starts to work and guides my tongue to work on the tip. As I taste the sensitivity and warmth of his potent shaft, Darren trembles like a dry leaf in a windstorm and falls back against the wall.I turn upward as my lips start sliding down. Ria, step to Kala's left. I'll take her right side.'Tali watched as the three of them took their place and then she stepped into hers. They formed a compass, with Ken in the northern position as head of the house.'Ken, I ask you to take my sister/wife, as your mate: to protect her, and to help her grow. She must step from our bond, and into yours, if she is going to live. Will you do this for us?'Standing there, Ken looked at Kala and nodded his head.'I don't know what to say, so I'll 'wing'.