‘He’s not going to stop. Oh shit.’ Matthew brought the hockey stick down on Dave’s head. Tuesday morning was brutal. The alarm clock seemed to...dance around the night-stand with glee, and then not even the strongest espresso cartridge for Dave’s coffee machine could make the world make any sense. For a long time afterwards that morning, Dave’s head ached something fierce. Although he did not think no more of the dream until the following Monday, he did question his personal lust for Marie. It. I asked if I could send myself the picture he took of me, and he nodded, saying nothing, only sucking. Matt sucked my dick for over an hour before finally stopping. He asked how I managed not to cum, and I told him I've always had a lot of endurance for blowjobs. He asked if I'd like to suck him off again, and I eagerly nodded. As soon as I was between his legs again, smelling that familiar old spice scent mixed with his natural odor, he told me that this time he would talk me through. I searched for the captain and found his body trapped under a dead horse. I knelt and pulled the mage amulet out of his shirt. I placed my bloody thumb on the gem in the middle, “this is private Sanders. We have been ambushed by orcs and the Sommerland cavalry. Only six of us are left and five are wounded.”It was a minute before the air shimmered above the amulet and a face peered at me. It blinked and nodded, “hold. The border posts are coming.”I nodded and the face vanished and I looked. .. but then I just blurted it out, " Check out what's on my phone, Lia." I brought up one of the pics, and flashed it in front of her face. She lunged at the phone, trying to grab it, but I retreated and giggled. Lia was genuinely angry and shocked. "What the fuck... how did you take these, you pig!" She forced me into a corner, trying to grab my phone, while I kept it out of reach.I tried to calm her down enough to explain, "What was I supposed to do, walk away after seeing you like that?.