All I could do was lay there and think of what just happened to me.I could still taste his cum in my mouth and I wanted to get it out.I tried swallowi...g but the taste was still there.I also remembered what he called me.He called my a Cock Sucker and a Fag.I?m NOT a fag I kept saying to myself.But the taste in my mouth and his cum still leaking out of my sore ass told me I was.Was I going to have to do this again?I?ll find a way out of here and when I do, I?ll come back here with a gun and kill. Beth was glad Lyra wasn't evil; like actively trying to get herto laugh, she knew Lyra had the capability to do so and with chillingproficiency. Most of the time Lyra used her other skill on the poorlocals: 'Extreme Cuteness' as Beth puts it. It was the kind of cutenessthat seems to be passed into people over the eons to protect the veryyoung. Sometimes Lyra would hit the nail on the head with a comment onlya naive, vulnerable child would utter. Despite her insider knowledgethose comments still. Rohea pulled the corpse back, so that the weight would be resting on the back of the chair and not the table. Tirym's face was in a grimace, and his eyelids were surrounded by dark black pits. Otherwise, there were no signs of injury on his body."Mages!" Rohea cursed."Aye, these look like the handiwork of mages as well," Gilmr concurred as he checked a few other bodies in the room."How could the mages have done this?" Rohea said aloud to himself. "The cottage is protected by wards that prevent. ‘Now, girl, give her some good loving.’ In the half-light I could see but other senses worked better. I lapped around her extraordinary clit, licking the wetness that ran from her. I didn’t touch it at first, teasing her by licking between her lips almost to it then slipping down and away from it. She almost purred. Her hands continued to stroke my head and finally I touched the tip of her clit with my tongue. It was almost electric the way it made her gasp. This spurred me on and I took it.