”“Is this about the band? I said I’m sorry I had no idea something like that would happen.”“It’s not the band. I used to be important. A w...ole other world sees me as a hero but here I’m nothing.”“Hey you are not the only one. I feel the same way sometimes. I’m sure all of the old gang does.”“Yeah but I feel that out of everyone you and I are the only ones who are standing still.”Sora lowered her head. She knew exactly what he meant. The old gang all found great purpose after the digiworld and. She asked me the prize and I told that the loser would suck the pussy. Hearing this, her eyes got widened as she didn’t expect this. She was reluctant and said no as we would be crossing our limits doing this.I told her that we have come a long way and this is not sex that we are doing. You would still remain virgin with it. She didn’t buy that idea much but agreed. I asked her to bend herself on the dining table with her hands and upper part of the body resting on the table.She did it. I asked. "Why? Why haven't you ever just decided to go with some guy?" Meagan laughed nervously. "I guess I'm just waiting for the right one." "Someone in particular, or is this just a man in your head?" She would have loved to admit right there how madly in love she was with him. How she held her breath every time he spoke, how she couldn't stop staring at him, how her pussy was currently soaked wet just from imagining doing anything with him. But she couldn't tell him that now, and risk scaring him. He cleared a path for her, breaking through some of the smaller and more brittle roots with his exaggerated strength and weight, an unstoppable force as he lumbered long.“Come on Lena, you can do this,” she muttered under her breath. She wrapped her fingers around a raised root that was blocking her path, her hands gloved in yellow rubber like she was wearing a pair of marigolds, and she heaved herself up and over it. She swung one leg over, then the other, and dropped down into the mud on the.