Not on this day.In the antechamber of the bus station waited her receiver, her recruiter/interviewer who Pear had only referred to as “H”. He held...up a white A4 paper with Na’s full name scrawled on it in neat Thai handwriting.Surprisingly, the man turned out to be a middle-aged Japanese (!), a rather odd looking fellow, a short (155 cm) man with a scorpion’s face and unsightly sloped head pleated with a shock of thinning coal black hair combed to the left, clumped in a heavily gelled, greasy. I took her head in my hands and pushed as much of my length down her throat as I could. I lay back as she began to lick up and down my shaft, her tongue swirling expertly around my throbbing cock.Then I pulled her up so that I could suck on those perfect nipples again, as I did so she pulled her thong aside and guided my rock hard cock inside her soaking pussy. She arched her back as I entered her and was moaning softly as she worked my length inside her and I placed my hands on her waist.I. "My vote ... is 'aye.'"The old Mage's face contorted. His staff clattered to the floor. He let out a strangled cry and collapsed beside it. His body curled up and convulsed violently. He let out a thin moan and was suddenly still.Several Mage Elders leapt to their feet and gathered around the fallen Mage. One had already grabbed his hand, faint blue light glowing from the point of contact as he attempted to inject some of his own magical energy into Q'yros to revive him.From the chair, Q'ixanna. His beard scratched her lips. She knew better than to ask where he had come from or what he had been doing. He had never answered those questions before. ‘I want you to see our new house. You can shower there.’ ‘I’m a little uncomfortable with that, but you can take me there to clean up and look around, but I won’t fuck you in your husband’s bed.’ ***** When he came out of the shower, she had some toast and coffee for him. She showed him around the large ranch style house. She thought he.