"If you would do the honors."Still mystified, Henry lit the two cones of incense."Don't worry," whispered Altena. "It's a different kind of incense."A...d indeed it was. It had a sweet flowery scent to it, instead of the spicy scent of the other kind.Livia spoke. "I should have done this the second time I came here, but I spaced. This is a ritual that blesses the home and all who live in it."Walking around the living room, the priestess chanted a set of Greek words; then walked to the entry. ‘I see. Why an active retirement, Lady?’ The draenei answered to the formal address whether she approved of it or not. Her strikes upon the metal became slower, though, weighed down by rumination. ‘Sometimes…one is fit for…a place and time, a purpose. You grow into it, and when it’s gone, what do you have?’ Aestu shrugged. ‘This new era doesn’t need such paladins as me.’ ‘The Age of Mortals,’ affirmed D’Dea. Aestu’s cute features hardened. ‘It has ALWAYS been the Age of Mortals. Our destiny has. I could see his engorged cock bobbing up and down between our bodies. He finally found his voice. “She gave him a blow-job?” “Yep, right there in front of God and everybody.” “Well, I’ll be damned! What do you think the groom is going to say about that?” “We weren’t thinking about that right at that moment, Oh, but John, you can’t tell him. You can’t tell anyone I told you anything. We made a pact.” “What kind of a pact?” “We called it a pussy pact.” I could see John’s wheels turning. He was so. He knew that his arch-nemesis had been running rampant in the city and that he might strike at any moment. Such a villain was the very reason Jack had to stay alert at all times. Just at that thought, he heard the pleasured moans of a young female coming from an open window three stories up, followed by the gallant grunt of her male companion. “Not tonight,” said Premature Ejaculation Man, looking upward determinedly, “Not on my watch!” With three or four shoulder barges, the main stair door.