He did not remove his hand from the pommel.“May I see the pommel, I am more interested in that than the blade,” she asked, her eyes wide with exci...ement. If this was the sword from her family stories, this would be a major find in clearing up a few family mysteries.Andrew moved his hand down to the gem just above the blade, keeping contact at all times. “Bloodrend, she may wish to touch you, can she do so safely?” Andrew asked the sword.“So long as you remain in contact and allow it, then she. Bury in me. Oh, my god, that’s amazing. Yes!”Her pussy squeezed around my dick. Her hot cunt held me tight. I gritted my teeth as I plunged to the hilt in her twat. My hands slid up her body, brushing the bottom of the baby doll t-shirt she wore. I loved the feel of her skin while her juicy snatch massaged my cock.My balls tightened. The pressure in them swelled and swelled. I hurtled towards my orgasm, so ready to dump my load in my sister’s cunt. It had been too long with just my hand. Now I. Clouds covered the tip, dark and angry. Or was it smoke belching from the mountain's core? I hoped the Temple of Fire, where the avian shamans had hidden the piece of my ancestor's sword, had not been disturbed by any eruptions.“It's huge,” Sophia said, squirming as I wrapped my arms around her. Her ass pressed into my chainmail loincloth, the metal links brushing my clit.Pleasure sparked through me.“Yes, it is,” I moaned, my nipples hardening beneath my breastplate, rubbing on the cool metal.. They held each other, kissing, and caressing each other. She pushed her tongue into his mouth and her breathing was already getting faster, as they kissed each other harder and harder. She was anticipating, as much as he was, what was now a certainty. He pushed gently, rolling her to her back, and kissing her throat, her shoulders, and her face. He sucked and lightly nibbled at her earlobes, making her squeal in response. She was kissing his neck and shoulders. Their hands were exploring each.