I moved up next to her. And laid there next to her staring into her eyes. She said nothing. Her face was all red. She was breathing heavily. And then ...he spoke. "I like what you did. You make me feel so good. I've never felt like that before," Maddie said. I lay there not saying anything for a second. And then I spoke."I like how it felt. I liked how you did what you did. It made me feel good knowing that you felt that way," I said. And then Maddie did it. She pulled the covers back. And showed. I stroked it with both hands, struggling to grasp his girth. My pussy itched between my thighs, flooding my leather britches. I probed my tongue into his slit, gathering more of his precum.Thrak growled his enjoyment.“Watch as I prove she is mine, Spray,” Thrak growled. “You will sit there and not look away. You need to understand how thoroughly I own her now.”“Okay,” Spray squeaked. I had never heard the nixie sound so scared. Nothing phased her.Except a barbaric orc who could rip her apart. Trembling with anticipation, I held a clean pair open, my cock jutting out and pulsing with excitement, examining them from the front and rear, imagining how Edie would look with them hugging her mature curves. I slid them up my legs and over my hips, pressing my throbbing cock against my stomach while my balls nestled into the soft cotton of the gusset. I thrust my hips forward to feel the satiny material slid over my cock head, and a drop of precum leaked out. Once I was comfortable wearing. Cynthia Bennet was of two minds: on the one hand, she couldn’t help but like these kids. They were friendly, cheerful, clever, and able to be just a bit risqué without being unduly vulgar. They would be fun to hang out with. But on the other hand, this was television damn it! You can’t say some of those things on TV. But as soon as she’d thought it Bennet knew that it wasn’t true; you could say all of that and much worse on TV, in daytime or primetime. But only if you were an adult. So, the.