When babies crap in their pants, people are still gonna Luv’em, Hug’em and Pamper’ em. When old people crap in their pants, it “Depends” on ...who’s in the will!Glad I got that straightened out so you can rest your mind.The old man placed an order for one hamburger, French fries, and a drink.He unwrapped the plain hamburger and carefully cut it in half, placing one half in front of his wife.He then carefully counted out the French fries, dividing them into two piles and neatly placed one pile in. They're not people. I don't see elves as any different from humans, Zev. I wasn't making a distinction based on race." He relaxed his expression, and I sighed. "Darkspawn ... aren't people. They're monsters. Why would I feel sick over killing monsters?" I have no idea. Why do you feel sick over killing rabbits?"I blushed. "It's ... different. Rabbits are cute. And you expect me to eat them." The whole group laughed and I turned scarlet. "Yeah, yeah, make fun of the city girl."The rest of the. "Now you have the idea," Red said. "Don't forget the bottle."I released her sheath as I took the bottle and first laid it against her pussy. I felt Maple's legs spasm as her pussy and clit instantly warmed. Then I inserted the bottle, bottom first, into her pussy, nice and slow. Maple moaned as her pussy was instantly warmed, but I did not give her time to relax. I again pushed back her sheath, and exposed that little nub to another onslaught of ice and my tongue. The combination of the warmth. Her figure looked great as she hurried along the sidewalk, and knowing that she was hurrying because I was to be there for her pleasure was really arousing!I went to the door and knocked, and Ron answered the door saying Jen had just gotten home, which of course I already knew because I had seen her outside.We wasted little time getting things started and headed to the bedroom where, being particularly horny, I quickly started to undress myself and Jen. I got between her legs in the missionary.