”Two servers entered the room and handed drinks to Ouma Chatzke, the Emperor Cassius and to Jason. Jason looked at the table and it was laid for one...more guest. The servers returned a few moments later with plates of snacks.Cassius turned to Jason. “Jason, Brecht and I want talk to you about your future and the plans for the short and medium-term. How are you doing?” Cassius put his arm around Jason’s shoulder for a one armed hug.“I am in shock after the horrific battle last week. I feel the. He’d said, “Next time...” so I knew that wouldn’t be the last time he’d make me do that.Fortunately for me, the next day was Saturday. My parents were home, so I knew I wouldn’t see Robert over the weekend.Early Monday afternoon went about the same as Friday. Robert found me in the house, forced me to my knees, and shoved his thick cock into my mouth. I gagged some, but not as much as on Friday. This time, when he started coming in my mouth, I forced myself to swallow. It was difficult with his. The toy still hummed, but its job well done.We stood drinking in the show that had played out before us. Enjoying the view of her taking herself to a thundering climaxWow passed my lips and Josh let out a sigh of amazementShe laughed. That was great she said in a hushed tone and sitting more upright. Definitely can’t touch me anymore now, so sore and by clit is throbbingSensing the disappointment on our faces, she barked out her request. Want to wank for me one last time? But no touching me,. The fire was ablaze and the sofa looked inviting; even though it seemed to be too close for comfort. The coffee table to one side already held two glasses of wine which brought a smile to my face.Melissa appeared from the kitchen area. My mouth dropped open when I saw what little she was wearing, in fact, I’m not sure whether the apron she had on was actually worth the effort, but it probably prevented any splashes of hot oil on her lovely pale skin.She sidled up to me and we kissed; turning it.