May sighs at the touch or the sound of my adoring words. I feel confident now. I lean forward and suck one of May’s tips into my mouth. Her flesh...is solid and so tight; when I grip her in my teeth, gently, she lets out a long gasp. Her thighs pull together in response, but this makes her lose balance, as her feet are too far apart.She falls forward and the ropes keep her partially upright, but she is clearly uncomfortable.Untie her legs, someone says and another one starts to untie her. " I could feel her murmur a "MMM,HHHMMM" on my cock as she sucked it harder. I could feel my cock swelling up ready to explode. When I came into her mouth, She took everything as I shot, spurt after spurt of hot thick cum filled her mouth and I could hear her gulping as she swallowed it. Teresa didn’t know I was multi orgasmic (My ex-girlfriends loved me.)As I rolled off her, and she thought it was over. We lay there resting for a minute, and then I stood up and told her to get on her. I do remember you promising to ‘rock my world’ a year ago,” I smirked.“I did!” she giggled. “And you thought I meant with sex? Sorry! I meant that I’d show you a radically different way to live your life. One that I thought would be good for you. From what Bethany says, you’re moving in that direction, even without my help. That’s a good thing, and, because of that, maybe this could go somewhere.”I chuckled, “Leave it to you to mess with me that way! Of course, I remember that night as being. That's right, hooves. In case you hadn't guessed, I'm Pan. You know, the god of wine, women, and song, though not necessarily in that order. And men, too.For the record, ambrosia lets you age REALLY well. I'd tell you to try it, but we have enough immortals crowded in Olympus right now. Seriously, the place is so packed, we're scrunched in like a Picasso painting. Of course, I'm used to more open surroundings, so it's probably the claustrophobia talking. But, getting back to me. My fur's still.