His lips parted, ready to speak, to snarl, to do anything that meant reaching the door behind the Orc woman with the increasingly alarming mischievous... gleam in her eye; Almus had nothing. Because she was right. He’d offended her – and valuable asset or not, Wako City’s mayor would choose the city over him, any day, any time.His glare beheld her as she moved to stand over him – and he viciously ignored the exposed, pink regions of her parted sex. “And?” he said instead. “How might one such as. I stood up and unbuttoned my jeans, took them off and she was wide eyed at the sight of my 6” thick cock. I parted her thighs as I rubbed myself up and down her cunt, then I slotted in as I did she groaned. Shagging her slow at first but building up a steady rhythm she started to groan.Screwing her in the missionary position I was soon snogging her and she had her arms around my neck. She whispered “Don’t come inside me” as soon as I was close to coming she moaned again, slipping out I went. This is where, may I remind you of our hippy parents, the story gets strange. My parents were big into recycling long before it was in vogue, so after my sister or I had bathed, the other would get in the same water to save on the water bill. I realized that my sister was sitting in water that had my sperm in it. I thought she might get pregnant that way, so I tried to take a bath after her, but she liked the water cool whereas I liked warmer water, so it only made sense for me to go in. "Kylie ... Yes, please, I'm your foot slave." He agreed and he was reaching for my feet, needing them once more on his aching cock, but I stopped him."Don't grab my feet." I warned him, sounding stern and Rodney's brown eyes went wide with fear, that's the only word for it. "Never, ever grab my feet, Rodney. I don't like it." Alright..." They're my feet, not yours." I told him. "This is my body, all of it." I know, Kylie ... I'm ... I didn't mean to..." And don't lie to me either." I snorted..