Scents of baking chicken wafted through the first floor, flooding hernostrils as she closed the front door."Wow, you cook?" asked Kristina coming into...the kitchen, impressed withwhat she saw displayed out on the counter."Not too much, but with YouTube and some patience I think we can handlebaked chicken. I also have some instant cous cous and frozen peasready. Here, I cut some cheese up in case you're hungry. There is asharp cheddar and a smoked gouda. I could only find Triscuits. Then she descended from the throne, her hips curving. She pressed through her husbands and stood before me. Her small hand grasped my cock. She only came up to my waist.She leaned in and sucked the tip, her tongue playing with my piercing. “I can't even fit it in my mouth,” she cooed in delight. “Come, mighty orc, my bed awaits.”“Have fun,” Faoril winked.“Wow,” Sophia whispered. “No wonder we didn't see any of their women. They would have swarmed Thrak. I bet they're all in their houses. As it was a hot night, his sack was hanging low and I could make out the outline of his ball through his sweaty scrotum. Just as I was getting a good look, he moved over to the other side of the couch. I painfully sat through the rest of the movie hoping to peek through his boxers again but he stayed on the other side. After the movie finished we decided to go to bed which is when I realized that we would be sleeping in the same bed. I Desperately needed another look so I waited until he was. She’s just like her mother, a very horny little slut. Hell, by twelve I was fucking guys twice my age, which is why I have two kids at the age of thirty-one. But that’s a different story. As for my son, since he lives with my ex, I only see him for a month or two out of the year, and I won’t make the first move. I f he wants me, he can have me, but it needs to be his idea. Hey, even a slut like me draws a line somewhere. For now, I just needed my pussy licked. I figured I could send my.