My fingers interlocked with hers, and I pinned her arms to the bed above her head. I leaned down to kiss her again, her bare breasts squishing against...my chest.Releasing her hands, I squeezed her breasts, loving their perfect blend of pillowy softness and youthful perkiness. Our hands moved with an easy familiarity, undressing each other with practised motions. Her hands moved from my face to my waist. She unbuckled my pants and pushed them, along with my boxers, down my legs. One of the other. The heat of his mouth and the feel of his tongue stroking my shaft combined to create the ultimate feeling of pleasure. After much sucking and stroking from the both of us, I felt that familiar thrill of an orgasm creeping into a very unfamiliar mouth. I shot my cum into Ben and he groaned as he tasted his first load. I was still sensitive on my cock but he still sucked. The feeling was very strange and was almost too much. Enduring that, I stopped sucking his cock and brought his ass. They could not possibly escape before the rest of the cops got there, so we left them to their well deserved misery. Mom and I dropped off three figurines and drove home.Genie had reported that he and the cop were in one of the upstairs bedrooms, and we could meet him there. The cop was lying on the bed, dressed in one of Mom's nightgowns, and drinking some coffee. Considering the way she had looked the last time I had seen her, the woman looked to be the picture of health. Mom and I were. “It only speaks to the one who will be its Master or Mistress. You must be even more powerful than we had feared,” Cassius whined in awe and fear.“I don’t feel any different than I did before this,” I told them, but I had another question.“Where did this Sword come from?” I asked.“Mandara was forged by a great Dwarf smith with the help of an unknown Wizard from a piece of rock that fell from the sky. It is said to be his greatest creation. This was done long ago when the Dragons were still.