The first bull came in my throat and it was a wonderful experience. I immediately wanted more, and hungrily accepted the next dick. They noticed and l...ughed. This time it was rougher, and it was a slightly bigger dick, so when he came it exploded out of my mouth and nose. I had no chance to swallow it all. I thought it would be nice but it turns out that angry dragon is quite unpleasant. It was like throwing up again. I blew some out of my nose and it created cum-air-bubbles. When they were all. Then there was Happy who was a bit of a practical joker, but retained his popularity with a good wit and a willingness to accept as good as he gave. Bashful had a large birthmark on most of his face, which he was understandably reluctant to let people see. And finally there was Dopey. In most communities, he would have been considered a village idiot, if he hadn't died in childhood, but amongst the dwarves, his drooping lower lip and blatant mental deficiency were treated with a sympathy. We were married four months later in a beautiful fall ceremony in the town’s Lutheran Church; Lutherans being as numerous in small-town Wisconsin as Catholics are in the Vatican. It was a community event that attracted hundreds of well-wishers, most of whom were our patients. Doris hosted the Reception; it was a dinner to rival the feasts that Julius Caesar put on for the Roman masses.God forgive me, but I had to admit that I loved Doris a lot more than I did my own Mom. In fact, Doris and Doc. I tug and pull them down his hips, revealing his want for me. I bite my lip and groan loud, taking him into my hand and yanking hard on him. He nuzzles into my neck and growls at my touch. " MMMM fuck Abby," he manages to say. His breath so heavy, almost unable to speak. I squeeze his cock so hard and hold it in my grasp. He growls again into my ear. I sense he likes it so I squeeze it harder still. Another growl, hot on my neck. I start to stroke him. Looking down I watch us, both of us.