“Pah! The Yr’ch will receive them as ambassadors and treat them with respect,” Clarence sneered.“You goddamned fool; the Orcs don’t understa...d the concept of ambassadors. They conquered the world of the Enterlech, the last race who approached them, after torturing their ambassadors to find out where they were from, according to the records we got from their database,” I rebutted him.“I believe you to be wrong,” Clarence shrugged. “Just an overreaction to a mistake or error of judgement no. Ken shuddered."How you can drink that stuff is beyond me," he said."Dude, that Irish shit you drink is like a meal," replied Gary. "I gotta watch my weight." You're looking pretty good to me," said Tammy. She reached over and ran one hand over his bicep. "Mmm, nice an' hard -- just like I like 'em."Tammy was a lesbian, but seemed to be completely serious when it came to her interest Gary. She had a thing for him and although he'd never had sex with her, he'd given Annette to her a few. “Well,” Miss Simpson said startled, “I didn't anticipate this happening! Oh my goodness, Timmy!”Jane took out a handkerchief and began blotting Timmy's cock to sop up the cum and the pressure of her touch caused Timmy to ejaculate even more powerfully. Miss Simpson pulled the sound out and Timmy shot some white stuff halfway up his tummy.Timmy was sort of in a daze with the mix of intense pleasure and total humiliation of being naked and cumming like this in front of these girls. His knees. He’d made it hundreds of times in whatever state the end of the evening had left him without a single mishap. Tonight would be no different, she was as confident of that as she could be of anything.When she finished pouring she sat back in her comfortable chair, the one she customarily used with its collection of throws and scarves to keep the sitter warm. Tonight only a few were needed after Sandrine had added several logs to the fire. They would be warm.Mistress Heathcoate smiled. She knew.