When I had brushed the soccer shirt across my chest it had touched the medallion. Somehow the medallion had changed me back to the way I was when I la...t wore the shirt. I quickly got up and grabbed a sweater and touched it too the medallion. No tingle. It wasn't working. I tried a few more items yet still no change. I slumped on my bed in despair and fell asleep. I must have slept for ages. I woke late in the morning. I quickly looked down at myself in the hope that the night before had been a. I gave it a little squeeze and before I could realize it he was suddenly on top of me - stroking my hair and the swollen right side of my face gently. He slightly pressed his hard cock on the side of my thigh. I shook my head a little, telling him no. I still felt a pain inside of the almost-rape from last night. He understood and bent his head down, giving me instead a gentle kiss. I replied by pushing my tongue deep into his mouth and started playing with his tongue. All my thoughts of him. Theron nodded. "My reign has been at risk since my coronation because of the lack of an heir. I refused to admit it was a problem for a long time – denial, I suppose, of what I didn't want to hear – and some of those who are less happy with how much influence the MacTir's have at court have used that as an excuse to plot against me. Loghain was good at rooting out those problems, but it didn't change everyone's opinions."I don't know what I'm going to do about the situation. Anora ... well,. Carol lapped my cock until it was rock hard. She swirled her tongue around the head and then swallowed me down her throat. I could hear gurgling and moaning. It felt like my cock was enveloped in a warm spa. She kept sucking and bringing me to the edge then backing off. It was exquisite torture. I was trying to keep my moaning quiet. Her lips slid from my crown to the base of my cock, softly sucking and licking. She took my cock out of her mouth and used my precum as a lubricant. She.