You take your finger out and keep licking the clit. When you think I have calmed down a bit, you slowly insert two fingers into my vadge and wiggle th...m about. Then a third finger slips in, and then a fourth. Every time you slip a finger in, you sense that I’m about to come and stop what you’re doing to try to drag it out more. You twist your hand and your thumb slips inside me too. You almost have your whole hand in, when I push down on you and it slips all the way inside me, right up to your. ’ She kept backing me up shutting the door behind her. I fell back on my bed and she was on top of me. She pulled off her dress and thong and laid on top of me, her body enveloping mine. She had my pants down a few seconds later and in no time mounted me. He pussy was so wet, warm and wonderful. She rode me for over an hour while her breasts trapped my face in her valley of heaven. I was exhausted when she finally finished. She rolled off of me and I passed out with the biggest smile on my. His bulk refused to move.“Thrak.” My words were louder. My heart clenched. I killed him. “P-please, Thrak. D-d-on’t b-be d-d-dead.” Hiccups and sobs broke my speech.Hopelessness seized me. I collapsed onto his body. I shook, sobbed, wailed my grief. I killed the man I loved. Snuffed out his life. I wasn’t an apprentice just learning to wield the elemental forces of the universe. I should have control. How did I lose it? Why was I such a failure as a mage?Thrak. Relaria. The. His name was Emman. We smiled at each other and my eyes followed him until he was gone. A voice in me was saying, ‘Someday you’ll be his mistress.’ Oh, my, how can that be possible? He does not even know my name. I’ve known Emman since two years ago because he’s so popular. He was a Corps Commander in high school of the university that I attended. A lot of students say he’s a ‘crush of the town.’ Girls and gays alike swoon over him. There’s a buzz and stifled shrieks every time he would pass.