The journey took as long as the drive from Reading, which is nearly three times a greater distance.I was lingering over a cup of coffee in the refecto...y — that's Academia's name for the canteen – killing time until the bus to Bulford Camp left from outside the college. I was actually thinking of Lorna Gordon, and wondering if she and her 'dapper Sapper' Felix were still shagging each other's brains out twice a week, when I heard a female voice behind me say."Des! You never did get back in touch. Harley grabbed some seed and walked over to the unicorn, Lulu's tent, as she did most mornings. The thing purred with pleasure at the sight of Harley, whom she had accepted as a friend."Good morning," Harley greeted, grabbing a handful as seed from her pouch and letting the little horse tongue lick it out of her hand. She stroked its mane gently. "Want to come outside?" she asked, "It's a beautiful morning." And as if the unicorn had actually understood her, it neighed as though to say. He had scarring, signs of battle. No doubt a warrior of some sort that had retired the blade in exchange for using his other sword to a more profitable use. The third was quite pale, too so for the tiefling’s taste, but he had a wiry physique and charming, suave look to him that was accentuated by the long, arrow-straight black hair that hung to his waist. The last was perhaps the most striking. He was average in all respects, from the angling of his features to his physique – neither. ?In my job, of course.? She smiled and she smoothed a large amount over thedildo. Each gripped an ankle and raised one, then the other, pulling up thepanties until he felt the dildo rest at his entry. He instinctively clenchedhis sphincter and Madame laughed, and then pressed the head firmly into hishole. With the help of the lube it sank slowly into him as he groaned and mmmffedinto the ball gag. There was a narrower base and his sphincter muscle grippedthis as they pulled the panties up to.