Every now and again some creatures would end up fighting each other like elves and trolls and sometimes even Orcs. We elves are very peaceful race and...we don't like fighting unless we have to. Anyway, I was sitting in my backyard one afternoon practicing my magic spells. “come on! I've been working on this spell for the longest and I still kept perform it. Why is this spell so difficult? All I'm doing is trying to conjure elves to protect me in case I get in fights. Conjuring spells shouldn't. The woman who appeared was dressed in leather and I immediately noticed she was wearing 6” or 8" stiletto heels with a very sharply pointed toe in polished black with a small spur. She was shapely but her eye glinted cruelly and we suddenly all knew this was not to be the barefooted kicking our girl was expecting. But we knew too we could do nothing in the face of this crowd, baying for pain and blood By now our girl was quaking but it was way too late. The leather shape swiftly kicked her. She gave me the sponge and I started to clean her back and cleaned her sexy ass then she turned round and I just stood there looking at her tits they were gorgeous. I was a bit nervous as I looked at her and she just winked at me so I started to clean those massive 40f tits. They felt so soft and I just wanted to suck on them there and then but I was just too preoccupied in rubbing around the nipples. By now mum was moaning and she just said, “please don't stop, this is turning me on so much I. Her hair tied back into a pony-tail and lovely red lipstick. She looked so fuckable it suddenly came to me she might be teasing me here, or possibly she was up for it.She took me through into the kitchen and offered me a cup of coffee. What a turn on as I followed her from behind watching her ass and smelling her perfume. My eyes drawn to her lacy bra, clearly visible through the thin materiel of her blouse. We then went into her lounge with our drinks. I put my drink down on the table and sat.