"We both know it's not as simple as that." So what do you want?" she repeated.I looked back at the disentangling teens on-screen, making themselves pr...sentable before stepping together for another kiss. "Oh, I dunno. Like daughter like mother?"She stared at me. Through me. Then dragged her gaze south to rest on my still hard crotch and back up. Focused on me for a long moment before reaching for the top button of her blouse. "You promise you'll destroy the tape?" I don't think that'll work.". Makhtar rebuked me for making what he considered an improper offer of familiarity, and flew in with his other Commanders.Undaunted, I offered Makhtar the privilege of leading the morning Prayer service at my great capital cathedral, and on this point he graciously accepted. He gave hard sermons during the hours of the Prayer of Wonder and the Prayer of Counted Failures, stressing that The Code of Bel'dar must be eternally and absolutely obeyed, even to the point of death. Staring at the Guards. My lips move down your cheek to your jaw line, where I delicately nibble the skin around to your ear. You feel the warmth of my hand move away from the undone clasp, tracing lazy circles down to the bottom of your shirt. I lightly kneed your breast as my other hand inches the hem of your shirt up your back, revealing the silky skin underneath. As my hand reaches the back of your head, you bend slightly forward so that I can move the shirt over your head.Your hair springs out, covering your face. I gag a few times, softly, little shudders running down my back, but I keep everything under control. I keep a hand on your balls, holding them and rolling them very gently as I feel them gradually start to fill and tighten. After another thirty seconds of my careful attentions, I can feel them tense up, I look up at your face, and see your eyes, slightly sleepy but open as they watch me, your hands folded behind your head. I push all the way down on you, gagging a bit, my throat tightening.