Do it now for me… I want to see you shoot for me.’ I turned to kiss Cathy, but she pushed my head away. ‘This time is for you. Close your eyes. ... wanna see you shoot.’ I remember hearing her sigh as I began to make long, lazy strokes, from the base up to the tip of my cock. She continued to press her naked form against me as I stroked faster and with more pressure. With my eyes shut, the scent of her perfume, and her head tight into my shoulder… knowing that she watched each stroke only. Over the course of the dinner, I always keep on looking at her huge tits encased in her blouse, and make a point that she notices it. Anu on the other hand, blushes at the attention I gave her as she ate her meal in silence, and hoping that she can return to the safety of her room so she can dry her sari and make a good impression on me. After dinner, Anu cleaned up the dishes and tidying up the house, then she asked leave to return to her room, which I readily agreed, and said that I will. She wouldn't have been struck alone as she could see the simmering lust on his face as she walked down the aisle toward him. They way his hands clutched, the way his chest rose and fell. Anyone else would have thought it was just his nerves, but she knew better. Seeing his small and voluptuous lover with her full, creamy breasts and her ample, curvy figure in her long, white, flowing wedding gown was enough to keep him in a simmering lust. A lust she'd make sure she quenched tonight.His grin. Grendel, nameed for a great uncle who came to a bad end, didn't much care one way or the other. All he knew was that he'd grown up on the stories of humans out there, and he wanted to go and see what all the fuss was about. Besides, as everyone also knows, trolls have monsterous sex drives, and Grendel was tired of making do with his hands. He'd always thought his name sake had been a bit odd anyways: Going into a human castle and stealing the MEN? No wonder he'd come to a bad end. Grendel was.