I’d heard the stories, of course, but ... when I first met him, I believed them to be a gross exaggeration of his skill as a warrior.“One of his d...arest comrades was injured during the battle. Oh, of course, you know him. It was Jonathan Burbridge. He was gravely ill when they returned.”“Jonathan was harmed?” Bianca asked. “Has he recovered?”“He almost lost his arm and I fear it wasn’t out of the question that his life would be next,” Liala explained. “But, when I left on our adventure, he was. I move down to her neck and throat, stopping at the little soft spot at the base. I kiss and lick it, making her moan. I move down her chest and soon take her puffy, swollen nipple in my mouth. I suckle gently at first, one then the other, before gently biting.She giggles as I roll my tongue over her nipples.”Bring it up here,” she pleads as her hand wraps around my insanely hard cock. I move myself up and hang my cock in her face. Her tongue flicks out and begins to wash my twitching member.. She told me she will text me an address and i would have to come there. At about 9 pm i got a text from Jane. I went there, Jane took me inside a club. There were alot of men like 50-60 men there, most of them were shirtless and some were were in their underwear. Jane took me in the back and asked me to change into a lingerie. She did some makeup on me, placed a wig on my head. I was asked to follow her. I felt ashamed i didnt wanted to go out like that infront of those men. Jane pushed me. I probably couldn’t be on time if my life depended on it, but fortunately, my boss doesn’t really care. I get to my office, hang up my coat behind the door, plug in my laptop and power it on. Sitting down at my desk, I pull out the keyboard drawer. There’s a plain black envelope on the keyboard with my name in silver calligraphy. I pick it up, and the weight surprises me. The envelope texture is sophisticated, refined, expensive. I turn it over and see a seal on the back, but I don’t recognize.