“I don’t speak Elven,” he said in Eastern.How could an elf not speak Elven? She didn’t know Eastern very well, so she repeated her question in... trade tongue.“There’s no fletcher here,” he replied in the same language, “but Lorvalla is a leatherworker. She works out of her home. It’s two blocks down, the second door on the right.”They followed his directions to a building that was similar to many others around the city—two stories and made of wood, it extended the full length of the block but was. The flowery wall paper was going to have to go.Knock knock.I recoiled from the wall. The kid, Maxie, lived next door. That must be his room, on the otherside of my wall. Of all the fucking luck.I spent the weekend alternately moping about my room, checking one the fast-dwindling text messages from my phone and unpacking. Most of my stuff was geared towards homework, sports and books. I spent most of Saturday trying to work out if I could move my bed away from That Wall but there was nowhere. Finally the ball of his knot was in and the sphincter had closed on his shaft behind it. Now he could fill this tunnel with his cum and hold it there long enough to impregnate the bitch. He was only an animal and didn't realize that he and his Mistress having sex was wrong or that he couldn't impregnate her. He fucked her with the thought of pumping his puppy making cream deep in this bitch and holding it there until it had a chance to do its job.As Blacky began to fuck her ass Anita swallowed. . "thank you" she said.Who said anything about stopping Mac said, as he repostioned himself and lined his cock with her arse and pushed the head of his knob into her... "Nooooooooooo" screamed Danneel, please not in the arse, but Mac just forced more and more of his cock untill he had his entire length inside her now no longer virgin arse "Nice and tight" he laughed and then began to slowly thrust in and out of her. Danneel was sobbing as the searing pain in her arse was to much for her to.