I won’t ask how many men you have been with sexually since that’s none of my business, just like how many women I have been with is none of yours,...�� Sean told me as he looked into my eyes. I breathed a sigh of relief. I did not keep count of how many guys I had fucked or just given blow jobs to, but it had to be over fifteen but no more than twenty. The number of girls I knew because there had not been many of them; the girl total was three.“Do you have any STD’s or have you ever had any?” . Her legs were something else. They were long, perfectly shaped, and well-muscled without being muscular. They carried just enough of a coating of fat as to slightly jiggle when she walked. They would have been her best feature if it weren’t for her ass. Now that was an ass.She always wore shorts or jeans that portrayed her ass in all of its glory. It was an ass that strippers and whores longed for. It was an ass that men daydreamed about. And, of course, she was well aware of all of its. A flick back, and the top half of the string flipped back around and made a smaller clacking sound as they hit the back of her hand. She repeated this rhythmically while she waited to act.The noise of the beads drowned out the sound of Umiwama being joyously plowed by Igazi’s men somewhere in the courtyard below, which made Helen sad. There hadn’t been anything she could do to spare the girl from her fate, but she’d done her Thing so that the girl could at least enjoy the life of prostitution. Sometimes the wind put out the fire, but it was simple enough to re-ignite it.Dusty wondered about Kat because he didn't know how long her magic would last, but she didn't seem to be in any distress from either over use or showing signs of switching to lower power spells to conserve power as they spent hours working their way forward."I see you're handling yourself well. Are you ok? Are you getting low on magic?" asked Dusty as he used a spell to shoot one ghoul and high knee another in the.