. adored them, though he never admitted that to anyone. Maybe if Cheyenne put him under, she would accept whatever she made him do, right? It would be...her fault, not his, so she couldn’t blame him for cheating on her at all, especially if she got the chance to cheat, too ... and Van really wanted her to cheat on him ... badly!Cheyenne came back an hour later, limping and smelling strongly of cum. It wasn’t rocket science what she had done, of course. Per Van’s instructions, Cheyenne had gone. We could just disappear. They’d stop hunting for us.” In an increasing, jumbled frenzy she spit out plans, destinations, options, all driven by the need to escape danger - a reaction to what she’d just seen.I waited her out. When she fell silent, I said calmly, “I wasn’t killed. There’s nowhere to run. You can’t spend the rest of your life in hiding. There’s only one way to make all this stop and that’s to figure out what’s going on.”“But...” Tears glistened in her eyes. In a soft voice, she. I thought this was a big jump for our group, but I did it. I hadn't noticed I was leaking pre-cum all down my dick. I ran my finger from the base of my cock all the way to the head scooping up as much pre-cum as I could and sucked my finger clean. There was a string of cum clinging from the head of my cock all the way to my chin and I heard all of them grown or suck in their breath as I did it. I smiled at them as I felt the string of cum stick against my chest and neck. It was my turn to. .She unzipped my shorts, took off my shorts and started to masturbate me slowly, brought her face up to him and started to kiss and lick him affectionately, until she put it all in one mouth and stayed there for a long time, with her eyes closed and moving her tongue over him inside her mouth, she took it off, licked the tip and stuck it in her mouth again.I could see her burning with lust, I was panting, so I took off her shirt and pulled her close to me, started to caress her breasts and suck.