She wrapped her mouth around my left breast and sucked gently for some minutes while flicking her tongue around my nipple and then she stopped. “I w...nt you to start counting what I’m doing to you”, she said without even the faintest hint of a smile. I closed my eyes and started counting as her finger moved in and out, ‘One, two, three, ah, mmm…” I could not continue as I started gasping. “Mmm, and ah are not numbers, start afresh” she said one, two, three, four, f-f-five…” I counted, quivering. ”Still. There was nothing for him to do here. And that meant that the weaponry programming built into Brash’s very genetic sequence kicked on. When he lacked a target, an objective, or a place to recharge his biological, arcane and psionic energies, Brash the Dragon was designed to find one of the above.Or, as Brash saw it... “Need somebody to huuuuug!” Brash skipped forward down the corridor, singing along to the tune of Queen’s Need Somebody to Love. He was barely through misremembering the. Still, his outward, professorial appearance gave no indication what was going on inside. He felt he had a secret fantasy life that both excited and frustrated him. He even wrote intense erotic poems he knew he would never publish. One woman, in particular, Jenny Davidson, the wife of his office mate, Charles, or Chuck as he preferred being called, often cornered him after she had a few drinks. He liked how close she stood to him, how her perfume caused him to savor its fragrance, how she. Jeanette was on her hands and knees on the bed. I moved behind her now having a great view of her small tight ass and pussy. I started to lick both. First her ass and then moving down to her pussy. By the moves she made Jeanette clearly liked both. I got up on my knees and positioned myself behind her. I decided to fuck her pussy first. Getting in was no problem. Jeanette was very wet and I moved right in with my full length. I have an 8inch cock and I must have filled her up pretty well as I.