We walked for the better part of twenty minutes, and since I couldn't think of anything brilliant to say, the journey was a silent one. We ended up in...front of a door unmarked except for the numbers B3F44 on it, which I committed to memory because any hope is better than none and because I had nothing better to do right then anyway. There was a card reader by the side of the door that looked familiar, and Victor waved his ID badge in front of it. Its little red light flipped to green and I. Her soft whispers of encouragement and gasps of pleasure reassured me I was doing the right thing. When I felt her hand move behind my head and gently push my face down toward her groin, I took the hint and put my lips and then my tongue to work on her vulva. Her louder moans of pleasure, her legs spreading, and her hands pushing my face even harder into her cunt convinced me everything was going well.I could tell she was getting quite excited, but was surprised and even a little concerned. Ever since Soya became Sonya, I used her the way I had in my other life. Like Hogat, she was my trusted advisor. He advised me on matters of leadership and understanding the men of this world. Tola advised me on the women of this world. Sonya was a second set of eyes on any problem. Additionally, she could center my emotions like no other (though Lyna was a close second).We talked about the dilemma of the Cro-Magnon camp and what the best way to approach the problem was. Like Hogat, she agreed. This was the very time when her brother had taken her cherry, taught her to cock suck and even reamed out her asshole. The hour for sex.Billy moaned and his hand found his sister’s shoulder. “Umph,” he said to himself. His hand stroked and his prick flexed between his sister’s legs. He opened his eyes and licked his lips as the world came in focus, and he could see the golden strands of his sister’s hair and the smooth rise of her back and shoulder. He knew at once where his penis was and in.