Each and every time that one of us reached the point of ejaculation, the sight of our sperm spurting out with such force into that golden goblet that ...as provided for us, was exhilarating in a way I find hard to explain to someone who never knew Brother Dexter.Yes, the physical pleasure of the ejaculation naturally felt wonderful, but emotionally, the physical act of dispensing our sperm in that fashion, and knowing that it was never going to fertilize my wife's eggs, THAT was where the deeper. "She's all yours. Fuck her hard. She'll love it."Aoifa gasped as the first miner mounted and slammed his cock into her. I sat down at a table. A whore strolled up. I smiled; she was one of the two we rescued this afternoon. She was dressed now, her thin clothing clinging to a lush body."Eoshia sent this over," she purred, a smile on her lips. "She thinks you might be thirsty." Mightily," I grinned and took the tankard, taking a deep pull of the rich ale.The whore sat across my lap. "Did you. 5 inches) jo kisi ko bhi satisfy krne ke liye kafi h…..Jaisa ki mne meri phele ki story m btaya tha ki jab mne meri randi bhabhi or kuttiya cousin ko choda….Ab uske aage…Us din function m inki jordar chudai krne ke bad mne soch liya tha ki in dono ko sath m jarur chodunga….To mne next day ka plan bnaya or mne nikita ko kha ki randi aaj mera tujhe chodne ka bhaut man h lekin ghar p bhaut log h to khai or chale kya …to usne kha ki ye randi ab teri h jha marji wha leja ke chod le…mne kha wo to tu. There isn't a whole lot I couldtell you about me as a living guy. I was a nobody, a tiny cog in themachine, and I don't think I ever did anything that helped another person.Boy, is that changed now.My job is like this. I get sent to a person who is in trouble. I can see,hear, and feel what they do, and I can access their memories so I figureout what's going on.But I don't control them. All I can do is offer ideas, like the littleangel on your shoulder.My first case was a nineteen year old.