Until I watched him from my concealment and saw him, transform back into Apollo. The Trojan God of the sun and he was fucking with them? Why? Achille... gazed up at the wall of Troy that withheld Paris from him, his love. He was here because of Paris' denial and because of her, Helen, The Bitch. The fights had been immense, so many losses on both sides and for what? An ugly woman who they now thought the most beautiful face that caused a love so deep from Menelaus to come get her. Was it real?. . then moving closer and closer to her dripping, warm, shaved pussy. She felt his tongue flick out and immediately settle on her clit for a quick circle before darting around the perimeter of her pussy. It flicked in and out of her, pressing deep inside before slipping back out for another circle of her sex. He sucked her clit into his mouth and greedily licked it like his life depended on it. Her head was spinning. Her master had said to remain quiet, but her whimpers were quickly escalating.A. And if I felt like jerking off, I was going to jerk off. Seriously, what was I afraid of?Irene moaned loudly. “Suck that pussy, you bad boy!” March right in there, I told myself. Show them that I can’t be pushed around. “Eat it, Chet! Eat your sïster’s horny fucking pussy!”She was clearly being louder than she needed to be. Maybe trying to encourage me to come into the room. Or just trying to torment me. March right in. That’s what I should do. My dick was drooping, but not entirely. .. I was sexually molested as a young teen and had injuries causing scarring to my female parts, too. It took a lot of therapy—mostly psych but some physical treatments too—to let me have normal sexual function. Um ... will Amelia have ... ah ... normal feelings ... normal sensation ... will she be able to feel arousal like normal?”“Oh dear, I should have addressed that. I think too clinically at times. When we finally repair the damaged nerve, I’m virtually certain that Amelia will have normal.