My heart was pounding from the rush the situation was giving me and I wanted more just as he so clearly did. “I want you David. I want you so badly...” I said with a whisper into his ear. He grabbed my hand and pulled me quickly back around the front him. In one quick motion he had me straddling his lap. He slipped the spaghetti straps of the nightie down exposing my breasts and began rubbing then, tugging gently on my erect nipples before leaning in and taking one into his mouth. My eyes. The upper echelons were at each other’s throats, and the populace was verging on riots.The only thing they had going for them in this sudden war, is that Soel doesn’t have the resources to maintain their armies. Half their casualties are just from starvation alone. Even a Palace realm cultivator can’t survive without any food forever. In fact, although cultivation can lower the bodies needs such as sleeping and eating. It can’t eliminate it entirely.Perhaps the only cultivators that can escape. A I am casual guy and make jokes in my work place with my P.a Her name is priya(name changed for privacy reasons)her stats are 36-25-26 fair sexy. She is slim and fair. Her ass is small and compact. Her boobs are of correct size and hang little bit down. But still her face and smile attracts every one, particularly me. She comes to office in punjabi dresses there were nobody in office expect both of us. But I never use to talk about personal things to her. She laughs at my jokes and some times. My second wife, my 28 year old trophy wife, had left me for good. Our marriage had been one long simmering argument about fertility and starting a family. She had desperately wanted to have k**s, and I thought that I was doing everything I could to facilitate that, but at the ripe old age of 55, I was the obvious weak link in the whole process (or so she assumed).I had been to fertility specialists, naturopaths, homeopaths and even saw a witch doctor. No one could figure out why I could not.