He was almost as tall and broad as Roban and also with similar short blond hair. He wore a heavy armor with a long sword at his belt. His hand clasped...tightly the hilt of his sword and his face was contorted in anger.Ayphera stood up and sighed. “Sorry Roban, I just met him this morning. There was no time to teach him proper manners,” she said, and then slapped the man’s face so hard his head spun. “Go! You’ll be summoned if I ever want to see you again,” she coldly commanded, and given the. She herself aren’t too thrilled with those (‘Guys don’t talk to me…they talk to my boobs,’ I can hear you say), and I don’t really care about boob-size, but with you I had the idea that their seize is just perfect. I would love to do a whole lot of things to you, and have done so in my imagination, but nothing would turn me one more then to hear you confess to the very thing that I was doing when I thought you. But fate wasn’t kind on me. You always were a bit shy, and though you love to talk. My hand ran through her pubic hair, and my finger dissappeared into the small forest of hair. Her hand ran through mine, and over my shaft. She took her hand and slowly ran it up and down the shaft, over my head and back up and down and around, up and down and around. She had obviously been taught well in hand jobs. I cupped her mound and placed one finger inside her. Slowly I placed my hand over her mound and around the area of her clit. I felt her get weak in her knees as she placed more. But, I was hungry as hell and ignored it, assuming that I was just exhausted. After 15 minutes, I finished my dinner and the remaining portion of a movie I had on Netflix. My eyes drooped from the powerful flashes of the TV screen. Shakily, I was dragging myself to bed when suddenly a silver outline on the couch in the living room caught my eye. Before I could even investigate, the lamp on the small table next to the couch flashed on. "You're late," a voice spat at me with such a cold tone..