“Ok, show me the chainmail.”
Pieces of chainmail seemed to appear from nowhere. She had it covered in copious gobs of her saliva by the time the last kiss was planted on his cum laden balls. The other two females laughed as he staggered back from the blow. “If so, I want to buy some new gear. Arabella winced under the blow. She had not been stuffing. “Make a strike right at my head. His foreskin slid up over his knob then slid back off as he moved Arabella’s hand faster and faster. He got a little angry at the memory of her lack of consideration for his needs that morning and suddenly was glad he was cheating on her. Hard. “Well, can you tell me when he will be back?”
“In about two weeks…” the Dark Elf answered flatly “…assuming time off for good behaviour. She came amazingly quickly and rolled off him, also without allowing him to cum. “Pull out his cock!” Annie urged impatiently. It is rather confidential.”
“Oh” the Half Elf interjected brightly “this must be regarding his erectile dysfunction again!” All three had a jolly good laugh at the expense of the imprisoned Sprockfuddle.
