“Do we – do we – are we going to hand over the Princess?”Ardt turned, his look thoughtful as he contemplated his adopted son. “Should we? Wh...t do you think?”Yren stared at the older man for a moment. “No.” The word was soft and Yren hung his head. “No. We can’t.” He looked back up. “But I don’t want to see my neighbors – my friends die.” The young man’s voice was unsteady as he went on. “I don’t want to see you or Elva or Teran or Issa or Bena, die.”“Son, death is inevitable,” Ardt. But now she savored the final mouthful on her taste-buds, letting the slimy love oil wash around her tongue and seep into her cheeks, enjoying the flavor and the texture for a few moments before she drank it joyfully down. She continued to suck on his dick until she was sure she had milked every vital drop from his knob. Then she pulled her lips away and, using her tongue, gathered up a few remaining drops that had escaped her mouth and trickled down his dick and over his balls. His dick had. 'Don't swallow till I tell you to' he said, so I stayed there with my mouth open and tongue out as he drained the last drop onto my tongue - which was covered with his juices. And then he said 'OK, now you can swallow' So I did, gulping it down.He then asked me if I wanted to be untied - and to be honest I wouldn't have minded staying right there for another hour or so if I could've picked the guys I wanted to let fuck my mouth and politely turn away the rest. But it wasn't a bargaining. She made a bee-line for the open gate and strode into the moonlit night with the confidence of youth. The trees seemed to lean together as she walked by, whispering secretly of things they'd seen. All Alison could hear was leaves, rustling in the breeze and a delicate sigh, carried almost imperceptibly to her ears. She stopped, her eyes swivelling wildly as she tried to see who was there but the night yielded nothing more menacing than a carelessly discarded empty packet tumbling by. The sound.