“So? Isn’t he your champion? Why would you sacrifice him?”Desire sighed. “Champion? Hardly. Carver is my Chosen. He thinks. He has ambition. B...t Faedal? You know his handiwork by now.” Images flashed past them, the blood-soaked octagonal hall under Storm Harbor. Celeste’s broken body. The burning village. “Faedal has no ambition. He is content to squander my gifts in the pursuit of self-indulgence.” She yawned, fanning herself with her fingers. “You, on the other hand, you have ambition. You. She was willing, and it was nice, but it didn't electrify me, like Gloria's kisses did. When Gloria kissed me, I got a boner. It happened every time. Sometimes she'd feel it, and smile, and kiss me some more, and then tell me to go home and take care of it.I took Cathy out again, and this time she wanted to park. She got very excited, but was scared out of her mind. She wanted a lot of things, but she was scared to do them. When I stroked her breasts outside her clothes, she said she liked. ..I had flexed her rear delight with my fingers but god she was tight still...as tight as her shaping hugging jeans when I first saw her...my cock was now in the tourniquet of her constriction...geez was she pleasingly tight...she had me encircled more surely than a ring barked tree...Rachel’s arsehole was a crimped flesh cocoon of total pleasure...my cock wrapped in her butt crack....swathed in bum hole delight...sheathed like a pecker needs to be on a Saturday ...or any day for that. "Please, pull my hair, Cecil! Take me rough and hard. Use my ass! Call me dirty slut names! I want it raw and nasty!" Casey begged me, suggesting that she was a great deal kinkier and nastier than I first believed."She was just like this with me, except for the on-camera part. She pleaded for me to take her sweet ass with my strap-on and asked only for lube to avoid splitting. I told you that Casey was an anal slut. She's had fantasies of taking it in the ass for years. Percy missed out big.