And...and here you are.”“ But I am not a magician at all.”“ The Sprites are never wrong.”“They are this time.”“You wear a Robe. “Yes...��... my wand picked that time to drop out of my sleeve.“Aha and you have a wand... A wizard. I will bet the Sprites bred with you”“ Well they got me off then drank my semen after they rubbed it all over their bodies then disappeared.”The Monkey man laughed, “There will be a lot more Sprites tomorrow. They only breed with wizards.”I knew I was no wizard but I had. I grabbed the pair of white boxer briefs I had purchased especially for the event, I tugged them over the cock bulging from my crotch tucking it in to the leg. I wandered into the bathroom and took a look at my image in the full length mirror. Reaching in I pulled the cock out through hole and turned looking at my profile. The site of this cock coming out of my body had me so turned on. I reached down wrapping my fist around it and began “jerking off.” With the thrust of my hips and my pelvic. Looking away to save myself from any relapse into old Jake, I gestured to point out our next turn; grateful for the distraction.I increased my pace as we neared the halfway point where we could take a water break. Even without knowing a break was coming, she easily remained at my side. I was impressed. Running was not, by any means, my strongest part of triathloning, but I had worked hard to at least limit it as a liability. She matched me step for step, and it occurred to me that I was not. The attackers are approaching my position and it's just a matter of time until they overrun ... Then the most remarkable thing happens. I hear, "Yiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyi!" Yasmeen runs up, grabs a rifle and begins to fire like a wild woman!She yells, "No one will hurt my Zarika and live!"Well this is a big change! Even though she's firing she's not doing a very good job so I command, "Yasmeen, come on hold this shirt on Zarika's wound and I will take over.We trade places then Jack runs up.