"I think you're too smart for me. I think you're too much woman for me to ever even THINK about handling." I stood and looked at her. "But I just can'... think of you as an... older woman." I take it you're not mad at me?" She smiled. "For falling in love with a young single stud who has his whole life ahead of him?"Despite the thrill of this woman characterizing me as a "stud"... or maybe because of it, her comment brought to mind the life of my recent past... and the life of my future, that I. Disappearing from view, I felt Linea’s hands pull on my thighs and the eager lash of her tongue teased my anus.Onanism never appealed to me for its waste of sexual prowess and sperm. Quickly, my full balls ached. Driven solely by intuition, these two lithe half-strangers worked on me, mouths, tongues, fingers. The tingle in my loins swelled and tightened hard; I knew that feeling - the intense need to copulate.“Yes darling, keep sucking his penis,” purred Linea.She stood and the silhouette. ” He looks up at me, surprised, before this he’d only ever been allowed to play with my breasts, but I was so turned on I didn’t care anymore. I nod at him, reassuring him. He rolls to the side and props himself up on one elbow, his other hand coming to rest on my stomach, his pinky touching the elastic waist band of my panties. he looks at me for a moment, then kissing me, his tongue fighting with mine. I feel his hand slide under the waist band of my panties and one of his finger slowly slide. I have high hopes for them.”Brunhyldar frowned. “How well they fare, in the Raiders’ notorious care, I know and care not. We are here for a different purpose.”“And what purpose is that? Do you plan to Challenge, as some of your sisters have, now that the Nords have proven successful at it?” Wotaanz wondered.“If we must.” Brunhyldar spoke over Raiginlef’s simple: “Yes.”“We are after Sangrydr as well.” She continued. “No longer contented with her banishment, she has now subverted an un-blooded.