.." I don't understand," I said. "This never happens."She alertly brushed my balls with the tip of a fingernail. She brought that fingernail up along ...the tender underside of my cock. Suddenly there he was: Sir Galahad! If I do say so myself, it looked enormous. The long thick pink pipe of a shaft was adorned with hundreds of little squirming blue veins. There was one super thick vein coursing right down the center that looked ready to explode. The massive red mushroom head gleamed. Of course. Until came the night.I lied that it had been my cat Tariel who woke me up just before the arrows hit my house. That wasn’t such a big lie, and I was sure that nobody noticed anything about it. Then I explained how I recognized the sound and believed that those Trolls had managed to find me and had come back for revenge. Again, it had been pure luck that there had been that hole at the end of the house, near the ground. Then I had sneaked out and looked for the people shooting arrows at my house. Walking with purpose, so as not to spook her, towards the restrooms. She was still distracted, and wouldn’t pay him no mind. He passed her, and could smell her shampoo as her long blonde hair blew in the wind. He waited the standard 15 seconds, as had become his method of operation, and turned around. Grant got the sedative out of his pocket, and got the needle ready. He needed her quiet for the ride to the lake house. After another 20 seconds, he was right behind her, she was still on her. She was right, it was just a little bigger than me and I was starting to worry that it might hurt. “Do you like it?” Lisa asked but I don’t believe she wanted a reply because almost immediately she sat down on my face. She’d taken her panties off whilst she’d been gone and suddenly I was smothered by her wet pussy. I immediately had my tongue out and got to work. She had both her hands on my chest and was just riding my face. Before long my chin, nose and mouth were totally wet and she was.