He caught my blade in his grip. Blood trickled out of his palm. He wrenched the sword out of my hand. I gasped in horror as he twisted his hand, stari...ng at my blade.“Pathetic. This is what you bring to kill Thrak of the Red Eye Orcs?” He hurtled my blade. It whisked past me.Behind me, Sophia gasped, “Slata's cunt!”I risked a glance. Winced. My acolyte lay sprawled on her belly. My sword had torn through our tent's canvas above her. Sophia had ducked in time. I turned back to Thrak and—His fist. He massaged hiscock through his underwear and ran his tongue along his leg to his crotch,lingering there for several minutes. Then he slipped his underwear off andput his hot mouth over my father's majestically, hard cock, throbbing andpulsing his passion. Next came my father's shirt and lying before Bernienow was my father, naked, hard, and passion filled. Bernie disrobedquickly. His shoes, pants, underwear and shirt came off in a second ortwo. Before me now stood these two beautiful 68 year. As quickly as we started, we finished, and headed back to the cart. Throughout the rest of our shopping trip, my cum was dripping out of her still very wet cunt, and down her thighs and calfs. I easily noticed, and I’m pretty sure most others had as well. Amazingly, I remained hard the entire time. We loaded up the car, the headed home, Jess’ fingers working her cunt, plunging in and pulling out cum laden fingers, erotically licking them clean, then repeating the process, occasionally offering. !" You liar!" the Guildmaster yelled, silencing the others at once. "You have no proof!" You are correct in that regard, Guildmaster," said Uroddus calmly. "I do not have the proof. The proof lies with Overlord Roquan D'ronstaq. He witnessed a Portal opened into the heart of his Manor, twice in succession, without the use of a focus."The chamber went mad.This time, the gong sound did nothing against the shouted debate between the Mage Elders, the bellowed indignation of the Guildmaster, and the.