I am a slut." She said out loud as her dream dissipated.Rose realized that she had slept longer than she had anticipated. She had to shower before the...party and would be late getting there. She soaped her thirty five C cup melons watching how her nipples hardened. She squeezed both of her erect nubbins feeling how her pussy juiced up while she pulled and massaged them. Enough! Rose's mind demanded. She was already fashionably late but if she masturbated now she would be later than she thought. Leandra watched her go up the stairs and walked back to the guard. "What traps are there. Come on I know there's something around The Broom." The gobkin snarled at her,"Go to hell bitch." Still holding the knife in her hand she raised it up and drove it into the top of his skull. His body went limp as life left his body. Leandra twisted the knife and pulled it back out. She wiped off the blood on his clothes and grabbed the scabbard the knife was in. She put it around her waist and followed. I milked his shaft, sucking his cock as it vibrated, swallowing every bit of cum, making sure not even a drop escaped. I sucked him until every last drop was spent and his cock had softened. His body went limp and he collapsed against the headrest, his breathing ragged and labored.I got up and wrapped myself in his arms, my head just above his chest, my lips kissing the hollow of his neck. He was slowly coming out of his drunken, euphoric state, and I saw tears streaming down his face. He held. “Well, I guess we crossed the Rubicon,” she said, panting and smiling. “Yes, but we’re still in our own world,” I said, “our own reality.” “I went farther than I wanted to,” she said. “No, you went where you needed to go.” “And you took me where I needed to go,” she said. “No I didn’t. You chose and went where you needed to go,” I said. “Am I cheating on my boyfriend?” “I don’t know. You’re in your secret self, your own reality, a place that belongs only to you and to no one else.” “It’s.