. bound up in their lives and they in mine." So you now travel with a pair of Vulkai young, and you cloak yourself in Winter Wolf pelt?" I do. The mal... Vulkai's pelt, the one who sought to harm us, not their mother's." I assume that is also where the new ornaments on the pommels of your weapons came from then?" Ahh, you noticed that? Yes, the eye teeth of that Vulkai made a far better finish to my new weapons than what I had planned, and I did not have to become indebted to King Tynis to earn. Swiveling his hips, he reached down and ran his fingertips over his balls and grasped the base of his cock. It was all I could do not to groan out loud as I watched, riveted, as his shaft thickened and lengthened. He pumped his hips, thrusting his cock into his fist and rolling his eyes back in his head in mock ecstasy.I suddenly realized that Doug was still talking."Hey, buddy! You there?" Uh, yeah. Sorry, there was a commotion outside, I just went to the window to see it. What were you. In my head I pictured them wrapping the small piece of underwear around their cocks, jerking themselves with it, groaning as they came. I wondered if they'd been thinking of me while they did and knew that they must have. I felt a shameful, perverse pleasure at the idea and realized I was wet between my thighs.Forgetting everything about my plan to be nothing but innocent, pure and chaste, I reached down and began to rub myself. The touch of my finger made my whole body shudder and with my free. The tongue tip darts out and touches the hairy entrance, washing it gently, softening it, making it open and close before its attention. Long up and down strokes over the opening, making it wetter and wetter, tantalising it. The fingers slowly massaging its outer rim, probing ever so slightly, soft moans coming from above, the body twitching, legs flailing, the feel and sounds of pure enjoyment.The tongue leaves and its owner slides back up the prostrate body, lying between its legs, its finger.