I’m not sure but I guessed the dwarves and elves must have somewhat more robust bladders. Fienie’s smirk widened as she watched my stream of urine arc up and then into the grass. Be it the next waiter, or good-looking farmer’s hand that we come across, it doesn’t matter. I stood there for a moment, my mind still buzzing from the encounter. Her tight leather pants moulded perfectly to her curves, accentuating the roundness of her ass. She laughed a little before letting go of my dick and bringing both her hands to her pussy so as to direct the last little dribble of pee away from her pants. Elara, sensing my gaze, broke the silence. I was caught off guard that was for sure. I got to chatting as we walked and found out that the Bardin, Elara and Fienie hadn’t been adventuring together all that long.
