” she asked in quick succession. She pulled him to the cottage behind, through the low door, so low Tom had to duck, before she closed the door beh...ind him, she looked back outside, looking all around, checking to be sure no one had seen them. “Good grief, in all the years I have lived here, I just assumed these were fisherdog stories, fairytales they made up to scare puppies and kittens..” she exclaimed, “ you have to be careful, such talk could get you into a lot of trouble, the dogs in the. .. for the most part, but I think you need to write Dawn off. Unless she gets over this on her own, there's no way she's coming back. I could be wrong, of course," he finished self-deprecatingly."Yeah, I s'pose. This sucks," he muttered with a frown. In typical Doug fashion, he suddenly flashed a grin that had Robby wondering if he should duck and cover. Doug looked at him with a mischievous sparkle in his eye."So, about that redhead Dawn mentioned," he said with a snigger. "Get any?" Doug, you. Give him war coat of mail, strong as the backs of the Jotun. A bright helm, that flashes in the light of Sol. Give him weapon of choice, so that the Frost Witch will feel her demise.’ Ragnar stroked his young beard, blacker than the ash of the forge he worked, barely longer than Erik’s own. ‘So little brother, they finally realized that there was a warrior your heart. I have made such things as you are to be outfitted with, For this day I knew would come.’ Ducking his great head so not to hit. ..rubbing the cummy goo over her mound where he will soon enter.His entrance was slow as the pressure began to squeeze his eager cock. Such tightness he had assumed would never be felt, but he let his thoughts dissolve as he fully penetrated her waiting hole.He mused momentarily, that his friend and wife, were about to become best fucking friends...the hot sticky cum being the only lube they needed. His own wife peering at them as her hand gently rubbed his ass as he uttered a moan of his lust.