As my cock was resting down between my legs, hanging over my balls, she was able to finish cleaning my torso without anything happening and then moved...down to my feet and started to move up my legs. As she got to the top of my legs, her hands brushed against my balls a couple of times, seemingly accidentally and I couldn’t help my cock twitching each time and, despite my best efforts, there was no doubt that it was definitely getting hard.I opened my eyes to try and see whether or not I should. He has off-white, fingerless gloves adorning his smallish hands.What you had been expecting was a frail looking, robed man with a cane. Maybe some grey or white hair and a hat. You had made the assumption that the mage you were taking a job from was one of the elders but from the look of it, he must have been an apprentice to one of the elders.'Ehh...You're...Zerlion?' You ask him. His eyes shoot open and he gazes at you with piercing, amethyst eyes."You're not off to a good start," He says.. If not for being married, she would have been all over him. She sighs. That’s it! I have got to take care of this. The wetness the quickly built up between her legs is now to the point of aggravating.It’s already bad enough that she has been creaming herself for weeks now hoping that Raymond would just fuck her. He has been too busy with his experiments. Instead of just going to a different company, he insists on getting his job back at the old. The stress is getting to her, and all she has. She had frequently masturbated after the death of her husband but the Groupwanted her to increase the frequency. They had given her a set of ben wa ballsto wear while she was at work and those little metal balls had been a revelation.They seemed to keep her horny all the time. Except when she was a teenager,she couldn't recall such a continual state of sexual arousal. It was nice.She might only have a few more weeks to live, but it seemed she was going togo out as a fully aroused sexual animal..