While I was taking in the sight, a man began to unbutton Linda’s dress. She shrugged it down so his hands could get to her tits, and she was humping... against the hard-on I could see in his pants. ‘Linda!’ I cried. I didn’t mean to yell that loud, but it looked like it would take a lot break her concentration. “Yes dear?” “What is this madhouse?” “ An orgy, dear. Now will you take your clothes off and enjoy yourself? Anyway, this guy Joe was obviously familiar with her body.. Actually, she was more dominant in therelationship, usually when she was displeased with Dave she lethim know and helped on his way to being a better person. Davedidn't mind actually, her dominance was more than not welcome; itwas good to have someone to lean on and some guidance always madeDave feel better.Dave was very smart; a mechanical engineer that designedspecialised equipment for heavy industry, his IQ was in the130's. Dave disliked, no he hated having to put up with otherpeople telling. . he couldn't ignore this. He had to follow it. And so he did, hearing more foreign lyrics as he got closer to the source. Even though he couldn't understand a single word of what was being sung, he knew whoever was singing had incredible talent. He arrived at a clearing and his jaw dropped.At the clearing, an elven woman was playing what he assumed was a harp (knowledge is rather limited for a barbarian) and, of course, singing. She was... She was... out of this world. He had heard tales of. "This would be a good time to discuss some rules," I struggled to keep my voice even, her mouth on my finger felt really good. "You will not cum without my permission." Mmmm ... yes, Sir." Daphne said around my finger in her mouth. I pushed another finger into her mouth, reveling in the warm, wet pressure around them."If you think you are going to cum you will ask for permission. If you it pleases me, I will give you permission. Do you understand, slut?" Mmhmmm..." Daphne nodded and I couldn't.