“Your ass is…gonna…be…thrown in jail for this” Sara could barely talk let alone stand as she fell back on the desk. “What did you do to me...” she asked as she tore open her button down plad shirt exposing her small breast squeezing them and pinching her nipples. She used her free hand to unbutton he her purple jeans as hand dove flourish rubbing her clit. It only took only a few seconds before she came wildly bucking hips as she moaned, there was a dark stain on her pants that was growing from. She had never heard of such a thing before.“Have you never wondered why our people were chosen to guard the sacred city above all others?” the Shaman replied. “How we have kept it safe for so many generations? We are strong of body and pure of heart, yes, but there is more to our legacy. A warrior-shaman, much like a battlemage, is a warrior who has been imbued with magical powers that they wield against their foes in combat. Their order dates back to the founding of the sacred city itself, so. A lot of men do not, I'll repeat that, do not need Viagra or any other enhancing pill. I'm very capable of getting a hard-on my own even though I would prefer a little help from a nice lady.Paula and I got into the back seat and started kissing and hugging. I reached up and went to first base. She didn't stop me as I lowered my hand onto her jean-covered thigh and squeezed it. I put my hand on her belt and started to unfasten it. Then I unbuttoned the top button of her jeans and slowly slid the. And then she started crying. I went near her and kept my hand on her shoulder. After some time she turned towards me and I saw her pink lips so close to me I could not control and planted a kiss on her lips. She started responding. At this moment I understood that her sexual life was not up to the mark (this was my golden chance). Then I kissed her for about 10 min. She was using a lot of tongue which I enjoyed a lot. Then I lifted her in my arms and took her to the bedroom and started kissing.