My own gaze quickly absorbed long, wet hair, full breasts, slim waist, slim legs, and a sparsely, dark-haired covered slit, presently being lathered a...d caressed by Anh’s fingers. I groaned, my cock twitched higher, and I rushed to pull my shorts up and stagger out, pushing my cock flat, down my shorts leg. Lang was sitting on the sofa, an open cold can of beer for me; “I know you don’t drink the mini-bar stock because it’s over-priced, so we stopped and I bought some at the store for you.”. Pterodactyls flew into my hair and entangled themselves. Flapping their massive prehistoric leather-like wings, they pushed my head inward, and then pulled me back, releasing my tongue from the cave. They raised my head only to set me gingerly on the pinnacle of the tree stump. I grabbed hold with my open mouth, and then they drove my head down as far as I could go, with the massive tree trunk sliding across the top of my tongue and down my throat. In a struggle to break free of the hair. I took off all my clothes and with my hard cock i stood near the door and started looking towards their flat.Suddenly she came out with a mop in her hand and started mopping the outside of the flat and as I watched she was looking towards our flat and to show her that I was also watching,I shook the door and she was now aware of my presence.It was a little dark inside my flat so she could not see me clearly from her position and here I was-standing naked and giving her a glimpse of it through a. “Surely, you’re not planning on giving your bulls something different to play with,” he addressed Vera, not entirely sure what he would do if she said yes.Laughing, Vera threw back her head. “Gods, no. Now, that wouldn’t be right or proper in any sort of way.” Still chuckling, she stepped up to him, gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Hello, Lord Finnaehar. How are you?”“Relieved?” He blew out a breath when she laughed again.“Did Harthor send you, or did you come to visit with me?”“I’d like to claim.