He scratched his chest, then touched the ring that threaded through his left nipple. His right remained bare. His mate Clara would ring him again shou...d he succeed in this quest.He stared at the ring in his penis for the longest time. It was small; half the size of her rings, but elaborately cast in silver with runes and pictographs. He sat on the sunken bed of Clara's chambers and waited. Clara entered the room moments later bearing a large silver chalice. Without spilling a drop she stepped. ” “Not always,” he said, running his hand over her bottom and tracing her perineum with his fingertips. “If it was good, sometimes they’re thinking about where they’re going to shoot it on the next go-round.” “Well, that sounds like a bit of a lie to me. When the seed departs, conscience rushes in to fill the void,” she said. “That’s simplistic and unfair. There’s a transformation that takes place, in terms of brain chemicals, sure. But to call it conscience…” “Is distressingly accurate,” she. Right now, they had a glint of mischief as she began to pump his cock with her hand while sucking him into her wet mouth. Brady let this continue for a few minutes as he enjoyed the incredible blowjob she was giving him.Brady decided it was time to step up the game a little more and told Jennifer to let go with her hand and take off her blouse. As Jennifer unbuttoned her blouse, Brady began to slowly pump his hard cock into her waiting mouth. He went a little deeper with each stroke. Once her. He did not tell her to have an instrument of punishment ready. She always brought the whip.He is older than her, much older, but their connection is far stronger than similarity of age. The young men she knows, joshing with fake bonhomie to convince the senior partners of their wit and intelligence, do not impress her. Her belief she is cleverer than them grows ever more certain with every case she completes. It is useful to her that they know she is not a dyke, so occasionally she sleeps with.