Treasure, indeed! Rumors were perpetually afloat in Pordigran, washing back and forth inside its walls like turds in a farmer's pond. Fighting men had...always followed them, panting their lust for those imagined riches only to return from their quests with dulled weapons and empty pockets. If they returned at all.Well, he at least hadn't seen any signs of sudden riches from these quests, and he of all men would have known. Last year the rumors had been of green sea pearls from along the shores. Nowyou need to know what that involves."In order to remove Moranna from her power, you obviously must regainyours. That will entail another secret return trip to the city, like theone you already took. Now, your magic is certainly more powerful thanMoranna's, but that doesn't mean you are automatically safe from her,even with your power fully restored. Any reasonably good magic user couldstill reach you by surprise through a direct attack unless you wereproperly prepared for it. She could also. Eileen was quite amused by this but gave the “Tut-Tut” view of things. George never said much and his health was deteriorating slowly. Over the weeks, Eileen was ever more interested in the activities of her neighbours. I didn’t have too much to tell her, a bit of tit now and again. One Thursday when I called, Eileen couldn’t wait to tell me that she’d had a restless night’s sleep and heard noises outside. She went into her bathroom which has a window on the side next to the neighbours and all. It only takes a moment before he shoots his load straight down mythroat.While I?m licking him clean, I remind him that I need a picture to provethat I?m a good sissy cock slut. He pulls out his phone and takesseveral pictures of me grinning, his cum still pooled in my mouth.It?s a hot pic, If I must say so myself. That?s the point. If it wasaverage, he might ask to take the picture on my phone. Instead, he wantsa copy for his own memories, so he uses his phone and agrees to send thepic to.