My eyes were closed as I sucked softly on Salt’s member. I had to take it out several times, to catch my breath, but loved pushing it back in. Oh fu...k, I had another orgasm. I took the cock out and said, “Ahhh, that’s nice, so fuckin’ nice.” He had got me so wet and my pussy felt right for me to get fucked. I looked forward to a fucking. After what his son had done, I wanted a right good fucking by anyone. I was so happy the man, even if it was my father-in-law, was a man with a massive cock.. He crumpled to his knees and just gawked, and couldn't move. He was startled back to reality as to cold hands touched his shoulders and a voice asked him "Are you ok?" he looked up and saw her smiling face. "Yes, but the reality of all this is very overwhelming Christi, honest... I'm honored and very frightened still. You have to believe me, this is what I've always dreamed about but never ever thought it would happen, just fantasies..." his voice trailed off as she came around in front of him. It kept going, and started to feel like someone was compressing my skin, then I felt it ease off somewhat. My skin began to itch, and I felt dizzy; Dariel reached out to grab a Lyrium potion. It went on and on. Anders started to sweat, his face became ashen, but he finally stopped casting before swaying on his feet.When the world finally held still again, I had a bit of residual stiffness, but my pain was gone. I smiled up at the three healers, only to see Anders' eyes flutter; Aedan grabbed a. It feeds on internal logic and constitute its organs, its substance. My behavior is the heart of my business. I am strange. I come from Vertige. I am therefore Vertige and we must not see me coming. I have more sense than feelings. Here for a part of my intention secréte… But, as one might say coincidence: the chance is a secret and I am sure my secret. So how to cross the fire ?Prometheus had to be the first artist, long before Apollo. This giant to make good service to ordinary people who do.