“I’m a bard, so when I sing something, I can let you see it.”“But how?”“I ... hmm. I don’t really know. Anyway, it looks like the food i... ready, so you should all go eat.”“Can we sing more later?” a boy asked.“Well, I’m running out of songs. Do you have some new songs you can teach me?”“Yes!”Katrin had spent the morning entertaining the younger children. Luckily, they spoke Eastern; none of them knew trade tongue well enough to sing in it.With Katrin occupying the children who were too young to. Well maybe her breasts were a little sore. Now that she thought aboutit her shorts were feeling a little tight. "God, I feeling bloated,"Justin muttered.With that she got up and dropped the medallion onto the top of herdresser. She pulled out a fresh set of panties and a teddy for sleepingand walked into the bathroom. Not bothering to look at the mirror shequickly changed into the bed clothes and went through her normal bedtime routine. Brush teeth, no makeup to remove, wash face, brush. I hated those times, my sister would always be appointed as "leader of the house." As she would say. She had grown a lot the last few weeks. As if she finally became an adult, or did I just started to see her as one?I mean, it is kind of wrong to think of your sister as a hot chick. But she was pretty nice to look at. Great body and large breasts. I guessed D cup but I didn't dare to ask, would be a bit weird I suppose. The fact that I thought about it was wrong and I put it out of my head.. Chris had her eyes glued on my cock which didn't help matters much either."Not in any real hurry," she smiled still watching, though not going anywhere obviously. "You mind if I watch?" she then asked coyly. "Never really seen a guy do that before ... not up close and personal anyway," she added."No ... I guess not," I answered, closing my eyes and trying with all my will to force my bladder to finally begin to empty itself. Problem was, my dick was getting harder ... not softer. The image of.