A cold surge shot through me. My tail went stiff, my triangular ears, thrusting out of my tawny hair, twitched, searching for the source of the sound.... They turned behind me, focusing on the sound. Soldiers approached from our rear.I whipped my head around, hissing at the sight of six armored men trotting up from the rear, closing on us. The leader, clad in full plate armor covered with a surcoat of chequered blue and gray with a red griffin in the center, led five men in chainmail, wearing. And I am sitting in pj’s or shorts and t shirt.I sit with a cushion in my lap so she can’t see my constant erection and then when she goes to bed I will jerk off, sometimes right where I sit and then again when I go to bed. And when she has her shower she just wraps a towel around herself and, still wet crosses the landing and goes into her bedroom. I know that a second later she is standing naked, running her hands over that awesome body. I just can’t take it any more. But what am I going to. He took the words right out of my mouth. "Oh, I love the thong." Shhh, Ty. Just touch me, please." Mom pleaded. She had Ty's cock out and was fondling it lovingly. It wasn't as big as mine, but I wondered how many she'd seen beside Dad's. Mom was whimpering and Ty pushed her down on her back. He put her legs over his shoulders and moved his face between them. "God, Ty, what are you doing? Should we be doing this?" He made contact. "Oh, God, Ty..."She pulled her thick crimson nipples as her. She recognised now how happy she’d been during the time Glade and Chief Cave Lion were absent. She’d enjoyed the regular evening camaraderie with the other villagers around the blazing fires. She’d risen well to the challenge of being the village shaman and Ptarmigan had done well as the Chief’s deputy. And now what did the rest of her life have to offer? Would she and Ptarmigan once again be compelled to share the Chief’s semen together? Would Glade continue to share her body with whomsoever.