“Freytian,” Deklian laughed, his voice manic with terror, “I think I just shit myself!” “All that fucking talk, and in your first battle you fill your trousers.” “Aye, I guess I’ll have to requisition brown Fucking pants after this is done!” I clapped him on the shoulder. “You know, I think I’ll get a pair myself.” The horde disappeared into the sulfuric fog, then burst from it a hundred yards away, charging headlong across the short expanse. I gripped my pole, dug my heels into the dirt, pressed my shoulder against Deklian’s shield, and screamed. The horde crashed into us. The impact nearly sent us sprawling, and the momentum carried us skidding on our feet for ten yards. I skewered three orcs just by holding my pole steady, and struggled to keep my weapon in hand. Deklian frantically stabbed over his shield with his short sword as he pressed his weight against the shield, screaming at the top of his lungs. The pole was wrenched from my hands, and I was nearly carried with it over the shield-wall. My head smacked against the edge of the shield, and I barely stopped myself from toppling before the relentless momentum that carried us backward. A snarling face appeared between the gap in the wall, eyes full of fury, tusk bared and spittle flying. I drew my sword and hacked at it, shouldering the shield and pushing with failing legs. I thrusted over my head again and again, each blind stab meeting its blowjob mark, impossible to miss against the wall of bodies. We slid back further and further. The men on my left side were grabbed and thrown screaming backward. The men oral on my right were flattened and trampled. real Orcs poured through the gaps like water through a failing dam, surging past us and behind us. “Hold!” I screamed uselessly, “Fucking hold!” Deklian and I were nearly parallel in our effort to push against the ocean of bodies. He suddenly buckled with a cry, and I took him by the arm to hold him fast against the shield. His foot caught, he folded backward, and he was dragged screeching beneath the shield. I lurched to the side, spun, and was sent sprawling into the dirt. A sharp pain in my back. Another in my ribs. I tasted iron. I couldn’t breathe. Thud. A crushing pain in my ankle. Thud. Another on my hand. I exotic couldn’t see! Where’d you even get that, you have a supplier for that shit?” After a few humiliating events, where he was called out for what other kids said was, “Treating your sister like a girlfriend,” Evan disciplined himself to stifle the desire to hold Deana's hand, hug her and spend blowjob most of his free time with her. He gently touched her shoulders and traced the fingers of both hands slowly down her arms. “What do you mean?” Is something wrong?” Fucking Pussy juices soaked my bush. “Do you want… did you ever want to…” I was easily inside, this time she only grunts. She is about 15 years younger than me. I try not to stare, as I am married, and we have a tight knit church. But if something goes wrong… it could be real once exotic I get back to the States.” I just oral wanted to have a threesome with you and our daughter.” No one stopped what they were doing, San continued to fuck me with renewed vigor, Dave continued to suck me until I was hard and we repeated the experience for another half-hour until we all came again. I always giggled to myself when she did that. Waiting sucked.