He took stock of his surroundings. One dragon down and two screaming in pain. Weak. These dragons were weak. Truly not the fearsome beasts from the st...ories. The others that had come out of their swamp puddles were hesitating. The ones that hesitated died. He said that over and over again in his head. Briefly, he wondered where the maidens were being held but he would find out later. For now, he had to fight. These things were able to steal EXP, that’s why they wanted the maidens, or so he was. I put my arm around her and, like Annette, she held my hand. I wasn’t sure what I should do now. Not that I could really do anything. My arms were stretched out like I was being crucified, only I had a girl under each one.The girl onscreen was with her other boyfriend now. Apparently, she was trying to decide between the two but didn’t want to give either of them up. There was a make-out scene on the sofa and Linda upped the ante by pulling my arm under hers and pressing my hand against her. Sam rode her bucking hips, having little choice in the matter. She held him in a vice-like grip, the sound of her cries muffled by her smooth thighs pressed against his ears. Though he found it difficult to even draw breath, he just kept licking – and she kept coming. Finally, her legs collapsed to the bed, and her hands followed. Sam pulled back to suck air into his starved lungs, and marveled at the sight of her. She twitched from the jolts of pleasure still shooting through her. Her pussy. From behind, I could see the leather of his trousers, stretched taught across his hips, as he crouched, bent at the knees among ferns, just off the edge of the path. And there was an inviting gap at the waistband, just above his behind.Cautious, but unrelentingly aroused, I approached him as quietly as my bare feet could carry me over the dirt path... avoiding stones and sticks, in quick almost dance-like steps.As I drew closer, he slowed in his busy-ness, aware of my presence, tho not,.