"Don't go away," she tells him in the singsong voice of a mommy cajoling a 2-year-old to eat their strained carrots. The fat slave groans as she care...lessly lets the weights attached to his nipple clamps drop from her hand and slinks to the door like a supermodel down a runway. Now I recognize her; from a distance she had tossed me a lewd glance when I first worked up the nerve to come in off the street and request this session. In fact, I had asked for her, but was told she was already booked.. The dreams shared by most involve travels and tales led in far distant lands; where they become kings, merchants or a hero or heroin of such legend that generations unborn will remember them.Some do make such dreams happen, seeking out their own destinies. It is from these folks that true changes, good or bad emerge. For even the darkest hearted villains do have dreams of their own; just different in how they manage or desire to achieve them.But this part of the night is not for her.Other folks. Ascending gradually into your palm, tracing your life line to the heart. No words,just foam on toes, the voice of the sea and the ballet of daystars against the sun soaked horizon. Moments so perfect that for once you just want time to stop so you can breathe a little deeper and remember that moment for the rest of your life. A second so pure , you feel the ancient language soar through your blood one with the sea and another soul as the salt air kisses the skin at the base of your throat.. "Your human cock is so FUCKING HUGE." My dick is six inches long. Pretty average, but then again this elf girl was pretty small. I prepared to penetrate her, but decided to taunt her instead. "Beg," I demanded. "W-what?" She stammered, flustered."You were a real bitch to me a few minutes ago. My dumb human brain is confused. If you want it, you're gonna have to beg." That was an act you moron, I wanted your cock the whole time." Beg," I insisted. "Fine. Please?" Be more specific." Please stuff.