I took off my clothes revealing my scrawny, well compared to those giants, body. Carrying my Katana and a combat knife I walked out to meet them.I dre... the Katana and combat knife. The knife was based on an old Bowie knife, large 25 cm blade curved back and sharp on both side. Balanced for fighting, point work, edge, ripping and throwing. It had a huge crosspiece that was a great guard for defence.My two opponents each drew their swords. They weren't much to look at and after a quick scan, were. And she stopped. I thought I had interrupted this entire scene. She was quiet I didn't know where she was. I took the towel off my face scared to see what was going to be next and she was on top of me hovering. Her entire body. She had a devious face as she lowered her pussy. My cock slide right into her pussy. Nice and slow. Then she began fucking me harder. I hear the screws coming out of the table I thought the legs were going to fall from under us and we were screwed. She pulled her shirt. Guaranteed.”She pursed her lips. “No, no, that wouldn’t be fair to you ... Hmm ... I know, how about you start with the section there behind the bushes? If that hidden part goes well, you can do the rest.”I grinned. “Now that sounds like a good plan!”“Good. What’s your name?”“Dwayne,” I replied. “And you must be Mrs. Hammond?”Her surprised frown softened when she glanced at her labeled mailbox. “Yes, I am. Hazel Hammond.”“Hazel Hammond ... That’s a nice sounding name!” I remarked.“Well, thank. " she said while talking to herself.Cutting Peter out of his picture, she merged him in with one of the photos of her daughter passed out in the floor. It took several tries to get him positioned properly between Meagan's thighs. It still didn't look entirely natural. While it would have been preferable to have her two models to get something really accurate to paint from, she thought her photo manipulation was serviceable."I really am the worst mother in the world for doing something like.