<strong>The Hall of Reflection</strong><br/><br/>The girls could see Bremorel in trance by the pool, a series of emotions shifting in her features. Confusion, anger... then her skin flushed red like an embarrassed maiden, all the while she was looking silently at her own reflection.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Bremorel's Vision</strong><br/><br/>The young human sighed with content when his girlfriend complied to his wishes and started to love his prick with her lips and tongue.<br/>"Ah Brem, that's...that's amazing. You're so hot sucking me off like that, it's like you want it so badly..." he closed his eyes for a moment, enjoying the tender sensations of the half-elf eagerly fellating him, though not for the reason that he believed. He put a hand on her head and stroked her in time with her movements, then his fingers slid to one side, massaging a pointed ear while another hand moved to play with a nipple and knead her breast some more.<br/>"One day, you'll be my bride... and we won't need to meet in secret, or hold back anything...  I'll be the happiest man that day, with the most beautiful wife..." he said with a few moans in between. Sometimes he would say things like that, the truth behind those promises lost with Bree's trust. Perhaps he meant it and she believed him back then, but it all stopped mattering after she found out how all his friends knew about the secret meetings, and everything she'd do with- and for him in detail. At least Tavek had the decency of pulling out before ejaculating, not leaving her with a child until her parents would marry her off, usually letting his come over the half-elf girl's snatch and soft platinum blonde bush, supple breasts, or some other part of her body. The semen would be easily wiped off with a handful of hay, the smell come off with washcloth, but the humiliation she suffered from the person she loved and trusted would never be gone.<br/>"Hah, you really love this!" he moaned as Bree went down on him again "Why did you never tell me you... ah, wanted this so much? Maybe we could try...other things as well? Oh... Like...your breasts maybe?"<br/>A bitter fluid filled her mouth, precum letting her know he was feeling good and approaching the point of no return, and Bree knew it was soon time. If she didn't stop this her mother would walk in on them to see her daughter feverishly servicing the farmboy naked with her mouth while he was spilling his seed, a scene perhaps more difficult to accept than the awkward and lengthy fumbling Bree was originally doing...<br/>Or would it have to be that way? Maybe she could finish him before her mother arrived and keep the affair secret for what it was worth, at least sparing her parents the difficult situation of finding her sweaty and cum-stained in the barn with a peasant's cock between her lovely teen lips...