“Your cock is magnificent,” I smile as I lick and kiss the full length of it, very mindful the three women are watching my every move and comparin... my technique to theirs. I learnt a long time ago, don’t just stroke your partner's penis, stroke his ego.“And huge,” I tell him as I wrap a hand around it, push it back against his torso, lick and kiss his balls, then lick and kiss the complete length of his erection. “Your cock is like an iron bar,” I tell him. Then without touching him anywhere I. "Their commander wishes to speak with you, Lady," was relayed from forward units."Very well," Morgana responded. "Tell him I am coming."* * * *"Lady," the officer gave a courtly bow of respect. "You have done remarkably well in your defense of this city." Thank you, it was either that or submit to extermination." she replied with an inclination of her own head. "I have innocents here, as well as Warriors. I would not allow them to die in such a horrible manner if it was. I look at you, your eyes are closed, you are smiling. I unbutton your shirt. I lightly bite your nipple through your bra. You jump and moan. I massage the other breast. Then I change nipple. ‘Ohhh, ohhhh, yes’ you moan. I leave your bra on, I like to see the cleavage. I slowly kiss all the way down your belly. hmmm. I pull your skirt down. I’m reaching down below your belly button. Oh, I’m so horny, but I want to make this last. I rub your legs and gently pry your legs apart. I leave. I checked in the closet. Yes, his ghost hunting bag and equipment was gone. I couldn’t believe he would just up and leave, no note or anything, when he knew we expected for dinner at Dick’s. Then it hit me. Dick was part of his ghost hunting team. So I called Jane, sure enough, Dick had vanished without a clue, as well. I slumped downstairs, Jane was going to call Jill – whose husband John was part of the trio of ghost hunters – and we were going to drink margaritas and male bash for the rest.