I hadn’t done it though. I was learning, and I’d come to accept their presence nearby, had adapted to it. Mostly. Except for the touching.Truly, w...at was it with those two, their constant need for touching, fondling and kissing? Clashing natures, is what they were. Warrior-priestesses and creatures of wanton desire both, at home on the battlefield or in a brothel. And then there was me, with my irrational but truly justifiable fear of dark elves, creatures that were not known for genteel. All ofa sudden his nipple was stung. It was not unbearably painful, but it got hisattention. It was only the nipple that she stung, he gasped as the other nipplereceived the same treatment. He guessed what she was doing. It was a stingingnettle! She repeatedly applied the nettles to his nipples. After each initialsting there came a very intense tingling sensation that inflamed and arousedhis nipples. She left him there for a while, moaning and writhing. She no longerneeded to even touch him and. "Why bother, I can handle a mop and a sponge." I'd pay to see that," Shirl said."Lend me a spare body," Scott said, "and I'll tackle it this afternoon." Deal." This a bad time?" Karl the beer man asked."What's it going to cost me?" Scott asked."This would come out of our budget," Karl said."I like it already." Careful, boss," Shirl said. "Karl's the regional sales king for the distributorship." That's because of my sunny personality." What do you have for us Karl?" Scott asked."As the vendor,. She sat at her end of the circle then pulled her top over her head. Dropping it on her shorts she spread her legs slowly, laid back on one elbow and bent her knees. Her head fell back as the girls looked on in amazement. Her shaven pussy was on display to everyone. I could see the wetness glistening on her pussy in the dim light.Running her hand through her hair she let it slip down her neck slowly to her chest. Cupping one breast, her nipples stood proudly. I could tell she was hot for this..