” The Voice tells him. He slowly works his legs apart. Immediately he feels her hands rubbing over his ass. She seems to be rubbing lotion or oi... on him. He stifles a groan. The hands work down to his sac hanging, so heavy. She grasps him in both hands, hands that are warm from the lotion or oil and slowly massages his balls between her palms. The sensation is so extraordinary, he can barely breathe, but he knows he can’t let go until she says so. One hand works it way further between. It sprang from the jeans, and she grasped it with one hand, wanking it slowly. Pulling the foreskin all the way back, she teased the end with her tongue. It's warmth and wetness driving me wild, then she engulfed it with her mouth, taken my full 6 inches (Ok .. ok … so it's no monster!!) into her throat.By now I was lying on my back enjoying the warmth of her mouth, but she had other ideas. She moved up my body, straddling my face. She threw her skirt over my head and sank the moist crotch of. . they were smiling, happy children, as normal looking as all the others around them. they didn't hang on each other, but they didn't avoid each other either.They just looked... normal.By contrast, there were other kids who bickered and fought. In most cases it seemed like the normal every day interaction of teenagers who were in competition with each other. She noticed one boy, a red head, and girl with long blond hair, who were angry with each other about something and acid in their. ”Penelope!“We’re ... I’m a bit lost,” she quickly recovers. “I mean, I hate to admit it, but I’m a bit lost.”“Tis alright,” the elf says, stepping closer into the light of the fire so that the witch can see him better and thus tell that he is an elf. “Many non-elvish speakers come into our forest and get lost. I keep saying we should put up signs in other languages, but the elders keep refusing to listen.”“I take it that you’re from around here.”“Is it that obvious?” he asks.Smart ... real.