The next was a side view with his cock half hard. The third was him completely hard. His cock looked really big and fat. The last few pictures were hi... feeding another guy his cock and him fucking some guy. His next message was, this could be you. I know you are just staring at the pic's, wondering how good it would taste and feel. Here is my number, I want you to call me right now so I can tell you how you will service me.I could not believe what this guy was showing and telling me. I was. This guy carried on talking, but in my mind I was thinking of Liz. I knew her well, and I knew she wasn't the sort just to have a kiss. She very easily gives in to temptation and if he had got her to his room, the chances of her coming out without cum dripping from her pussy was very small indeed.A good while later (a good half hour at the very least) Liz turned up, she seemed edgy, and asked where her drink was. I asked her where she had been and she said she was in the other bar with people. “Whom did you bond with?”“Emma Barett,” I said. “Why?”“Have you explicitly decreed that she’s not to tell anyone how you two forged that bond?” he asked.“I told her it wasn’t allowed,” I said. “Why?”“Because she could be in more danger than you,” he said. “Can you get ahold of her?”I pulled out my cell phone. “I made sure Jordan got her contact info.”“Call her,” He said. “Talk to your Stirpe directly. Make sure you explicitly forbid her to tell anyone by any method of how your bond was. As I gave her one long and wet lick on her vagina, both therapists walked in on us.Both of us were nude. I had a huge erection, my testicles were hanging loose due to my wife’s sucking on them and my tongue was inside her vagina. We felt a little embarrassed and quickly tried to cover ourselves with the robes.They both spoke to each other in their native language and started giggling. They then asked us to sit on the chairs as they wanted to wash our feet with treated water.While Sneha sat.