.problem solving. Cassiopeia Franklin was the subject of my thoughts. Why did she want to learn how to be a whore? A sex worker? What secrets were hid...en behind those gray eyes? I made a mental shopping list of supplies I’d need for my periods of instruction and then closed my eyes and slept. Cassiopeia was still asleep when I stumbled into the kitchen in search of coffee. The expensive coffee maker was on and the pot was full. I figured she’d made preparations sometime before going to bed and. Later that day I invigorated twice more until my cock was limp. When Tracy came home I told her all about it. She got so charged up that she jumped me on the spot. It was then that I realized the main side-effect. The invigoration process left my cock too sore and tired to be of any use to Tracy. I rubbed her off, but it just wasn’t the same. She really needed than that to satisfy her needs. We both agreed the payoff would be worth it. After about a week Steve prepared to leave for. ‘Look at me, my love,’ he murmured, his voice thick with desire. He began thrusting again, slowly, allowing Mary to savor every inch of him as their eyes remained locked in an intense gaze. Mary felt Brandon’s cock throbbing inside her, she couldn’t unlock her eyes from his admiring gaze…and she didn’t want to. She felt something inside her quicken, her brows furrowed but still she couldn’t look away. ‘Brandon!!’ She gasped loudly. ‘That’s right baby…cum for me.’ He whispered breathlessly as. The warrior licked her lips and started to raise her hand to knock. She hesitated and then reached for the handle. The door swung open, revealing a small, dimly lit room. Cayden leaned against the doorframe, her eyes resting on the servant. Ava had not yet changed from her serving clothes, but she had released her hair. The long blond tresses hung down her back and framed her face softly. In the corner of the room was a small mattress where the little boy slept. Ava turned from him, her eyes.