I pull her head closer to me, edging more of my cock into her mouth. She continues to take it until I hit the back of her throat. She gags but her han...s are on my ass and pulling me to her. I hold for several more seconds before releasing her. With a loud gasp she struggles for air.“Again” she simply says.I do the same again but with more force this time. I hold her for longer as well. I keep doing this serval times before I feel that usual sensation building within. I pull out of her and. “It wasn’t Quantum,” I muttered absentmindedly, speaking to no one in particular. “They’d have taken the horse and kept it; not killed it like these people did. They would have also worn hard-soled boots. These people are wearing moccasins.”Rugar agreed. He pointed in the direction the others had gone. I told him to wait while I sent Gort back for the others. It didn’t take long. Then we were all off, after picking up Sygor’s weapon, tack, and gear.I took the lead once more, knowing full well. Some of our new routines did initially cause comment, though. We took turns fixing breakfast for each other before school and always studied together after school before helping with dinner. Trish’s grades, which had already risen after our summer of studying, climbed again. When one of us had dishwashing detail the other would always be there to help. Friendly hugs were given freely, whether because the recipient looked like they needed it or because the giver just wanted to dish one out. Our. ”Fargrim gave me a patronising smile. “In the ten minutes you’ve been in there, you can tell that already? Our least-experienced Legionnaire?” He turned back to Trevian to say something else, when Alistair interrupted him.“If my wife says Sigrun is the one, she’s the one we’ll take,” he declared, and Aedan nodded. I was grateful; Avernus’ new Joining potion might be an improvement over the original, but I didn’t want to take any chances. I wasn’t prepared to watch another dwarf die needlessly.