I slung my lyre’s case off my back. I did not want to expose the strings or the wood of the instrument to such humidity. After the deluge, the air s...am with moisture. If the damp warped my instrument or weakened the strings, the music would not be perfect.But I had little choice. Whatever magic Faoril tried to use had not been effective. She screamed as the couatl wrapped its sinuous body about her. At the Bardic College of Az, I had taken classes on bewitching monsters. Different beasts. You responded in kind by sighing heavily and thrusting your hand in my pants to find my cock jutting forward and high for your attention. My tongue licking up the sweet perspiration of your essence tasting it's delicious nectar as I followed a known yet unseen path to your center. You were dripping for me.I noticed.I lapped up every bit of you, as though you were as rare a creature as I would ever see and thus would commit to memory every small yet equally paramount detail. Your hands gripped. There was hardly an occasion when Vashti visited that Nadezhda was dragged away by the obligations of duty from the passionate lovemaking that filled so many nights and whose memory sweetened so many days. Even so, Vashti's visits were never as frequent as the captain might like. There were many lonely unrequited nights and days when she waited in anxious expectation and dripped in excited anticipation. But such intervals were never for so long that she felt the need to seek out other lovers to. At the top, we walked down the hall and into the bedroom. She smiled at Mike and said, "Hi, big guy." Then eyeing his cock, said "I came for a front row seat." She sat down in the chair, not being at all careful to cover herself. I took the hint and went over to Mike. I reached for his hard dick, and started stroking him. "Cathy, I was thinking of two things today." "What were they?" I replied, "A funny note that was left on my car, and sucking Mike's cock."Cathy noted her approval with.