The striking man put a finger under my smooth chin and tilted up my face, so that I was looking right at him. He leaned closer, until our lips were al...ost touching. I suddenly felt very strange inside.He chuckled and said, "Looks like I get two hot girls tonight."Tarla said, "Well, you did say on-line and when we chatted on the phone that you appreciate sissies like Kissy here." Definately." He stroked my bare upper arm. "You've got a real beta boi there. But right now let me concentrate on. If I thought that the hundred-plus Conchs that Eric had given me had been a fortune, the 450-plus Conchs that they deposited in a new account for the town’s treasury was beyond many of these people’s dreams. Of course, it may not be much, for a town’s treasury. I had no idea about that.While Erna was building the cofferdam, I was trying to come up with pumps that could make headway against all the leaks. I had no idea how bad the cofferdam would leak, but whatever the leakage rate was we needed. At the end of each chapter, I’ll open a vote about what do you guys want the character to do, with personal suggestions welcome (though I may judge if the character would do that – a good character won’t go around raping people, for example – and may not allow certain things). I’ll also post a date on which the vote will end; after it, I’ll start working on the chapter and, when it’s finished, it will go here.To play this like an RPG I’ll use a simplified version of DnD 5e. By that, I mean that. Still, her blowjob wasn’t a wifely one. It was a slutty cheerleader one and Van really loved that about the hypnotic effect.Van couldn’t help himself. He blew his load without warning, even as Cheyenne sucked him dry, not reproaching him at all for failing to warn her so she could spit it out. She just kept licking and sucking him, not stopping just because she squeezed out his very last drop of spunk. Van’s prick was now somewhat sore, but he couldn’t bring himself to stop his wife from.