First-person Perspective: Getting Oral Pleasure By Massaging Women

She gasps and her head flings back. More food for thought. Hanatal grins at me, one eye covered by her patch. Her wool starting to grow back from her public sheering. When they reach our lines little fights start to break out. I would listen.” Is her gruff answer. “Go to hell.” He grumbles and looks away. It happens a lot to merchants and artisans.”
“The peasantry?” I ask. If you had just butchered all your goblins, we wouldn’t be here now.”
I nod, though she can’t see. I’m not sure anyone here would know. Looking me in the eyes. Which doesn’t turn out to be much. I can tell her ass is round and fine. I nod. Natia says they plan to add padding next. “You are stupid! Then she drops to her knees on the floor and pulls Becca’s rear toward her. The women and children seem to have fled as we approached. Fingers grab and squeeze my wife’s big tits. She nods. We surge into the village. The teen doing most of the work of our lovemaking.