“Oh my son, what a cock you have…”, her words and the stroke that she was giving me on my shaft kept on sending sexual signals to my neuron that...helped the adrenaline pump more and more blood into my shaft for a long time.It was almost 20 minutes and mom was amazed at the erection time of my cock.“Oh beta, how do you last this long? It has been 20 minutes and I still haven’t seen your precum yet!”“Is it mom? How much time would dad last? Aahhh… yesss…yeah mom… hit that spot again!”“Haha. Your. She was just a normal female dragon to Dumin, and he would mate with her now, whether she wanted him or not. Whether it killed her or not. She wasn't very scared, and what fear she had wasn't from the idea of dying. She would do anything for Dumin, her beloved dragon. No, that wasn't it. What scared her was admitting, to herself, that this was what she had wanted, ever since she saw dragons mating for the first time. Maybe even before then, with her obsession with the only natural predator of. By the time I was finished there was not a hair below my eyebrows and I had shaved my light beard twice to be as smooth as possible. I am really lucky in that department as I have very little dark hair so a little more foundation than what women would use would give perfect disguise coverage. Stepping out of the bath I wrapped myself in the softest of towels and sat at the dressing table. First were my eyebrows. I'd long been having them threaded but I hate to see stray long eyebrows. With my. Everything else is your treat. Hey, where’s your hat?”“I left it up in the room.”“I love that hat. You look so sexy in it. I’ll tell you a little secret. I’m not wearing something too, my panties,” she whispered.I looked around the bar to see who was looking. No one noticed when I put my hand up her skirt and felt the tail of her Lush toy sticking out of her cunt. “Is it on?” I asked.“No, I thought you should have the honors.”During dinner, there was a soft hum from her side of the table while.