I turned to my left, and smiled at Gronk. He was seven feet of muscle, tusk and dreadlocks, with a canvas of green skin over his bulging form. The orc struck an intimidating figure, lessened only by the round spectacles that were too small for his face. “Hello, Gronk,” I smiled easily to my old comrade, “where the fuck is everyone else?” It didn’t take long for Gronk to roundup the rest of the gang. There was Terry, a squirmy human with a talent for lock picking, Flendian, a dark-elf with a penchant for stabbing people, Hacksaw, a brutish half-giant who used his fists to solve every problem, and Grunt, my second-in-command, a dwarf who enjoyed cooking almost as much as he enjoyed murder. The six of us sat around a large, oaken table as Astrid stood straight-backed and nervous behind me. “So, Night girl Eyes,” Flendian grinned across from me, his tan skin and dark eyes almost making him handsome, “you gonna tell us where the fuck you’ve been this past year?” “I went to Terondia to visit your mother,” I smirked back, “she had some back problems I helped her straighten out. Now she has walking problems, but what can I do?” “We’re never getting a straight answer out of ya, are we?” Hacksaw said, his massive frame taking up an entire side of the hot table, his scarred face a testament to his days as a fighter in The Pit. “No,” I replied, “so don’t bother asking.” “Are you going to at least tell us about her?” Terry asked, gesturing to Astrid, “She doesn’t look like the kind of company you usually keep.” “No, she doesn’t,” Grunt chuckled, eyeing the Valkyrie with greedy eyes, “if you don’t mind me saying, Miss; you are the hottest piece of ass I’ve ever seen.” Astrid did not reply. I suspected it was because she was waiting for me to give her permission to speak, more than it was her disdain for the dwarf. “Say ‘thank you,’ Astrid.” I called over my shoulder. “Thank you.” Astrid said, unable to keep the contempt and disgust out of her voice. “Ah, she doesn’t like me,” desi Grunt said with mock indignation, running a hand over college his bald head, and into his black beard, “and here I was being so polite to her.” “So,” Terry said, leaning forward, “where’d you find her?” “You know about my… sex secret, right?” I said, subtly moving a stone across the table without touching it. The men nodded, not daring indian to speak of it aloud. “Well there’s a whole mountain of these bitches,” I said with a smile, gesturing over my shoulder, “and they worship me like a fucking god!” “Yes. “Cassarinie Ridath… Tell me - who would you like to have fuck you next?” Salarin girl asks bluntly. When he was done he came to get her to leave. We eventually finished the bottle, while me only having mybe 2 and a half glasses, and i ordered another. My first thought was the obvious: this had to be a dream. ‘I will.’ He said, as she kissed him on the cheek. “Dmitri and the others are at hot a stage of their treatment where they must wear masks day and night and can only take liquids. In doing so, the reality of things set in. I couldn't accept such a pay cut and still travel, which is what he wanted. "Of course," he nods, and she continues. I loved her, Yavara, though she never loved me the same way. Ninety percent of them were overgrown rubbish tips, most looking like they had been like that for very many years. "You don't want me to touch you?" Like, ‘stupid fun.’ And who better to be stupid with than you?” She winked at me, flashing me a coy smile. (Mid 60s) I remembered that I vowed to keep her like that; void of pain, ignorant of suffering, innocent of the ills of lust. At the bottom end of the tubes, swinging in tandem, were what looked like small water balloons that swung at the level of her waist. “Besides, he’s eaten here a lot of times before, just not dinner.” She gave me a wink that only I could see, making me blush and look to the floor. I said college Annie you have done very good today. You could even ask her.” I buried my face into her already soaked pussy and my face and neck became so wet indian I felt like a glazed doughnut. Opening her eyes she stared into Ambrose's. “Do I have to stay here forever, now?” She stroked my shaft and fondled my balls until I came. Standing up, she heard more movement below her. I moaned and moved slightly trying to reach and slow him down, but two more men grabbed my arms. And…and if I may be so bold, I can tell by your expression that you sex want to accept my invitation.” He moved in, but then stopped at the last moment, his lips barely a half inch from hers. I think the janitor’s closet is unlocked that time of day…” she trailed off, giggling and looking at me with her trademark innocent yet mischievous face she had managed to perfect in such little time. “That sounds reasonable. He smiled. Next to her, however, in this imaginary world, was a new addition: his daughter. Her brother had just reciprocated for the blow job. Funny....makes me feel special.....broke my duck.....is kind I think and was gentle with me " she looked at me " Thank you for that it was painful but brill at same time Thank you....and Mum if it ok with you I would like .... His desi eyes moved up the white tank-top, tight over her tits, to her face.