My favourite is a white athletic jock strap to contrast with my tan with the front part removed worn underneath skimpy briefs. When I remove the skimp... briefs my cock is framed by the jock strap and the thin straps of it on my well-formed arse look and feel good. And I love the feeling of my black and chrome figure-eight cock ring I wear for extra special clients.I love the comments I receive when I undress, such as: “Wow. Magnificent. You are hung like a horse. Magic cock. Hello big boy.”You. She still had her teeth clenched to the pillow so she wouldn't cry out. She thought she might be able to tease out another spasm and her hand was still buried beneath her crotch. She rubbed and squeezed, rubbed and squeezed, but she appeared to be done. Reluctantly she opened her eyes and released the pillowcase.Her pussy was still warm. Rolling onto her back, she moved her hands to her rounded tummy and stared at the ceiling, revelling in the wonderful relaxed feeling an orgasm always gave. Great.I thanked Bel. He turned and lumbered away in a run, and sprang back into the air, wings pumping furiously to gain hight. Great. I had left a hole open in the world, and something had come through it that didn't like me. How stupid could I be? Why didn't I take into consideration Melissa or Markus when I had set my aversion spell?They were both powerful enough to counter something like that. For that matter, any competent magic user would not be affected. Stupid! Again, I had not bothered. As we traveled I felt someone following. This was something I hadn't previously encountered. I had never considered that other wanderers could follow our path through time and space. I decided to see how good they were.With thoughts faster than a computer can calculate, I took us on a series of jumps in and out of time, from place to place through the universe, into and out of dangers and hostile environments, and I could sense my pursuer falling way. A few thousand more moves and whoever they.