I tried to be mature. ‘Sam, you’re …’ I stopped, looking for the right words. ‘Repulsive?’ she mockingly tried to complete my sentence, ti...ting her head slightly to the side and giving me her best smile. Repulsive? Sam was the material of every man’s wet dream. Five foot seven, flawless olive skin so soft that it begged to be touched, light-brown wavy hair with natural highlights, an angelic face, incredibly long lashes, those big, pretty, chocolate-brown eyes, full lips that always look. After five pairs of feet walked past I heard Henry tell me to close the door and I automatically complied, standing and closing the door gently making sure to lock the deadbolt. I walked back to the kitchen and grabbed the tray of snacks, carrying them to the round poker table Henry had set up in the living room.I made my way around to eat man seated at the table, some felt the need to reach up my skirt and grab my ass, one felt the need to slap it, thanking each one as they did, until I had. Terril Forest is between there, but I doubt the red-eyes are being sent by the elves.”As they drew closer to the city center, Katrin heard a mournful tune being played on a gittern. She could just barely make out the lyrics, sung in a woman’s voice. Listening to the words, she saw the same scene in her mind, the lament of a soldier who’d survived a terrible battle.“That’s a bard!” Katrin exclaimed. She’d never met another female bard before. “Let’s go that way.”“I’ll come with you,” Corec said,. He was all business and I was nervous as hell. But, I was so turned on that I could hardly walk straight. Somehow, I finally made it to his bedroom. This room was dimly-lit and just as messy as the rest of his house. I looked at his unmade bed and just knew that this is where is was all going to happen.The black thug wasted no time. He immediately bent me over his bed and began caressing my pale asscheeks, which were bare. I felt the thickness of his dark cock getting hard again, and I was.