I saw movement in the darkness. As I watched, a figure began to approach me. I could see him as clear as if he were in daylight. He was the same man w...o had appeared to me in my dreams once before. He was clad in black flowing robes with scarlet trim. The symbol of an open eye had been stitched into the chest. His long raven hair was tied back into a single braid.He was the Magus Dred.He stopped a few feet away from me and began to speak. His voice fluttered between clarity and. "Still no word huh?" he whispers in my ear as he runs his tongue up the length of my neck. He smirks devilishly turning me back around and pushing the top of my head down. My knees hit the floor and I look up at him quickly as he pushes his dick right up to my lips. My mouth spreads and he dives in my throat. My breathing gets shorter as his entire length grinds in and out if my mouth making me gag and pant for air. I push at his hips trying to pull my head back. He latches onto my head,. Tout en soutenant son regard, je lui r?ponds deux fois parl'affirmative.Bien dit-elle, dor?navant, je te consid?re comme le petit ami de mafille et donc, vous pouvez vivre votre relation normalement ce quiinclut, qu'en sa pr?sence, je dois porter ce que sa fille ou ma familleme demande de porter. Marie se l?ve toute souriante et va embrasser sam?re.Elle s'?clipse et revient avec une paire de menottes pour les poignetset une pour les chevilles, qu'elle me place imm?diatement. Mariem'emm?ne. A minute later, a figure clad in a terry cloth bathrobe snuck out of the door and crossed the street. I leaned over and unlocked the passenger side door. She slipped in and glared at me. “What do you want?” she spat. 'If you want her, why don’t you fucking grow some balls and tell her you still love her?' Warren’s voice rang clear in my mind. “Did you...did you have a good time with Warren?” I looked at her, pulling at the hem of my shirt unconsciously. Why the hell was I nervous? She didn’t.