Measuring me. They sought to see how strong I would be.“Yes, yes, what a mighty ambassssador they have sent us,” she continued.Laughter echoed thr...ugh the room. It rippled around me. I didn’t care. I let it ripple over me. Lasla stiffened against me. I didn’t say a word at their mockery, but the anger stewed in me. I had to keep my emotions under control.Facing Throwia was far, far more unnerving than this.They looked at me, at my family, like we were prey. They hungered for us. All the nagas’. The mysterious figure prowls towards me, stepping out from the shadows with a confident stride. As I narrow my eyes to focus on him, my pupils dilate as I’m mortified at what I see. Rugby jacket. Masculine voice. It’s Steve!I reflexively hug my exposed breasts and cross my legs, concealing my antics poorly. I’m caught. Oh shit. Oh shit-oh shit-oh sh-Steve’s auburn gaze never wanders from my silhouette as he advances. There is nowhere for me to run or hide.The quarterback saunters through. I would press 1 while licking the other and biting her nipples regularly. Her moans were making me go wilder.After around 15minutes, she asked me to let her free.She then kneeled down on the floor saying that it was her chance to make me go crazy. She unzipped my pants and removed my jockey. My dick jumped out in eagerness. She was a pro at giving blow jobs. Just like the ones you see in porn.the Perfect combination of her hands and mouth made me cum in the next five minutes.Now I lay her on. Josie quickly covered her mouth to restrain a giggle.Sarah was not amused.“Sorry,” she whispered, as she tried and failed to hold back a smile. Turning toward the door, she called out, “Ty, you’re not helping!”“I know,” came the muffled yet obviously playful reply. “I’m standing out here when I could be in there rendering assistance.”“I don’t think so,” Josie shot back. “I just got out of the shower and I’m only wrapped in a towel.”“I don’t mind.”“I’m sure you don’t but Rennie might.”“You might.