They were of an age for each other, the trio of young women, and it was soon apparent that the lonely water-girl much preferred their dalliance right ...ow, rather than with us older ‘mature’ women. Heck, I was barely thirty now ... but you can’t argue with flighty faeries!It also bears mentioning that the kiss of a fairy, even of the weaker variety like this one, is immensely erotically powerful. Even their touch bears a mild love-spell. Their kiss is even more powerful and they can easily charm. His boxers were tight fitting and left nothing to the imagination. She was so aroused she couldn't believe it. Four months without a man could do it to a girl in her profession. She shivered in anticipation as she grabbed the elastic at the top of his boxers, and slowly lowered over his hips. His pubic hair sprang into view, neatly trimmed, and her arousal rouse. She slid the boxers clean of and his dick sprang up at her face, all seven inches of bulging stiffness bullet straight pointing at. "He couldn't think of anything to say so he finished climbing out of the bunk and donned his clothes and gear before slipping out the door, closing it softly behind him. His thoughts and feelings were a jumble of desire, love, confusion, lust and fear. Interestingly, none of it dealt with the upcoming battle and his own probable death. He wondered if that was a good thing or bad.The sun was still down over the horizon but the sky was light and the pink reflection on the few clouds present. Definitely," Salma cooed at me. Her face however, turned into a more serious one. "You know I love these little encounters Will, but I have some stuff I have to do today. What did you want to see me about?"I sighed, lifting her off of my lap grudgingly as she stood up and pulled her panties back up, reclining against the desk as she looked at me."You knew about the rather unfortunate incident with your members recently in Las Vegas I assume," Yes. Though I would have acted differently, Eliza.