This is all we have to see you onto the road. Follow the southward caravan route and you should be all right. Safe travels, Dragonslayer.” With that...they turned their backs on Steven and returned to the city.Steven stood in the middle of the road thinking. 490,??? ... No. 500,??? ... He went across a river and across a lake and by wagon. How long had he been in Byzatica?Steven George the Dragonslayer was lost.With his head hanging, Steven shuffled off aimlessly on the southern road toward. "You really do like to watch her fucking other men, don't you?" I observed. "Well, maybe she'll let you do that when you get back home..."After all the boys had had a chance to get their rocks off once with Veronica, I called a temporary halt, saying, "Come on guys, we have several more ladies who need attention tonight."I took Veronica by the hand and led her back into the room where her compatriots and their husbands waited. Closing the door, I gently forced her to sit on the bed, and I. I noticed that he was now starting to shiver, from wearing those wet clothes. So, I had him follow me into my laundry room. Once inside, I realized that he would have nothing to wear, after I through his clothes into the dryer. I told him not to worry because I had a t-shirt and gym shorts he could wear.When I came back into the laundry room, with a t-shirt and shorts for him. He was already half undressed. I asked if he wanted for me to leave or turn around. He looked at me and said "No, you. “I don’t even remember.” He ran his arms across my back. “Fuck, I needed that.”We just laid there for a minute. I snuggled against his face, and I kissed him on the cheek. Our limbs were tangled together, but it felt totally comfortable, and both of us were still hard. “You know, if you want to clean up—”“No,” he said. “I waited so long to get your cum in me... I want this feeling to last.”I looked into his eyes. He had a faraway look on his face, almost like he was dreaming. “What is.