I gulped, looking at the two dicks that were layered. I don't even know if they were the same size, but the one at the bottom seemed longer... Or was it the one on top that seemed shorter? I don't know, but the way they twitched, the way the veins around the body bulged each time the docks moved... It felt like it was calling out to me.
Okay, that's stupid and weird... I'm so turned on that I've started to think all sorts of ballistics. But it's because I'm so turned on that I can think of this so calmly.
This dicks in front of me, if it were a normal day, I would've seen them and run into hiding. Because... They looked like murder weapons.
And let's not even get started about the dick poking me from behind.
Fenric was being patient but his dick didn't have the same virtue, as it kept bulging beneath me, as if telling me to hurry up with Damar and get to his turn already.
