."The fire had died to an orange glow. They leaned forward, intent on his words as his thoughts turned back to that time so long before any of them ha... even been born.He was fifteen, and still growing. Already he towered over his father, Tanrick the Fur trader. His mother, Jenrick of the Elven Kindred, was even smaller than her husband. She often laughed in bemused wonderment at this tall stick figure of a son she had borne. He played with neighbor children in the streets of Ast'te, watching. She moans. I tease the head of my cock on her wet lips. She's soaking! I lean over and whisper in her ear, "You sure you want it?" She slams her ass down on my hips. She's tight. And so wet my cock slides right into her twat. She bucks back and moans. I notice that she's getting wetter and wetter the harder I pound. I can feel her twat start to tighten on my cock. I pound harder. And harder. She moans louder and louder. She screams, "I'm gonna cum." And I feel my balls and thighs get soaked. I. Stroke, stroke, stroke, stroke.I’m sexy. I love being sexy. I love helping my brother. Being sexy helps my brother. I love being sexy for my brother.I blinked twice as a particularly loud explosion startled me out of my own thoughts. I mean, obviously I don’t like being sexy for my brother - it’s just a means to an end.As the fight scene started to wind down, my attention was drawn back to the cock in my hand. It was such a lovely cock - I could practically see it in front of me.Stroke, stroke,. At the same time, he felt something touching his cock. It felt like a hand and then something else...something velvety, but hot and wet.Simultaneously Julie ground her pussy over his face as Clarissa eased herself onto his cock. He was so hard. Both women were impressed by his size and how, beyond their expectations he still hadn’t come. Joey groaned, as the soft aroma of pussy flooded his nose and Clarissa Johnson’s hot, soaking wet cunt enrobed his cock. This wasn’t like masturbation, his.