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Who Me … a Wizard V111

Who Me … a Wizard V111

I had my head down on my hands and was thinking what do we do next. No thoughts along that line…all the girls running around naked was too distracting. We had moved about five miles from battle ground at least there was no more stench. We had eaten and doctored our wounds and every one had their tents set up and most were already out for the night.

I stretched out on the bed in my shorts. I lay my arm across my eyes and drifted off to sleep. I was having such a wonderful dream. Princess Aden was riding me and I was playing with her tits and they felt so good…. “Princess Aden!” My eyes popped open and it was true… she stopped moving and leaned down and kissed me. “Princess Aden what are you doing? What would your Mother the Queen say?”
“She would say are you pregnant yet.” She began moving her hips and stroking me. I knew I shouldn’t but oh what the hell! I began to meet her half way. She lay forward on my chest I put my arms around her and flipped her over. “Al… Alll there is nothing under me”
“I laugh isn’t magic wonderful.” we continued to do the dance of love and floated to the top of the tent. We slowly drifted back lower and lower. I could feel a tingle in my balls they were getting tighter and tighter, my head was swinging back and forth and Aden hips were moving like a jack hammer. I leaned down trying to kiss her and we banged heads together and we both reached a mind blowing climax … Aden was howling and I was huffing and puffing then exhaustion took over and we snuggled together and went to sleep.

I awoke and rolled out of bed after insuring I was alone. I took a shower yep a shower … ain’t magic grand . And set the table for breakfast. When breakfast was completed our scout today was Harper and she had already left. Slinky alit on my shoulder and whispered ‘ Have fun last night I thought we were being attacked by wolves. I didn’t know Aden was a howler,’ she laughed and flew away.

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Ambrose was disheartened his daughters virginity was a bargaining chip he had planned to barter with the Silver Wizard from the North. He dare not try to fake it the Silver was way too powerful to be crossed. He called for a pan of warm water and a rag The Civet Cat morphed by the time it reached the door and proceeded on carrying out his masters wish.

Quickly Fang returned with the pan of warm water and the rag. Ambrose sat the pan down on the bedside table. He doused the rag soaking it completely and began to wash her legs…. He heard a slurping noise and turned to catch Fang looking at Marona’s puffy pussy and drooling. Ambrose back handed and screamed for him to get the hell out.

He mumbled, Its okay Marona I will take care of you. All the time he was washing her legs and pussy. His constant stroking of her pussy was causing her undue agitation but she was unable to respond except to have multiple internal climaxes. Ambrose was thinking not even realizing his continuous administration to her pussy. His thoughts were on the Black… if she was the key to bring him back… Then him entering her should be the key to bring her back. He turned and looked at what he was doing and realized her pussy was red and inflamed by his constant rubbing.

He thought again, maybe, just maybe… it just might work… If it don’t I can say I tried….He climbed on the bed between her legs and inserted his little dick in her heated pussy and begin to stroke. OOH it felt so good she was so hot and wet he felt like a teenager again. One more stroke and he shot his load in his daughter. Premature ejaculation… He laughed yep exactly like a teenager. He pulled out but she continued to sleep. Ambrose did not notice as Fang closed the door after watching the Father daughter coupling… Fang was smiling and planning.


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All day nothing was seen, I think it made us more wary. Something had to be waiting behind the next bush…. but then nothing. Harper had extended her range ahead , nothing. Twil was on the left with Cherg on the right. Slinky bringing up the rear. Every hour they would switch. Aden’s Owl would fly from side to side.

We stopped for the night I set wards around the camp.

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