’ smiled Lance. Pristine grinned, but inside, she was tired, mentally and physically. Using the stone continually sucked up her energy. She swayed ...s her eyes began to droop. Lance appeared by her side on his horse and caught her before she fell. ‘Pristine? Are you all right?’ he asked with concern. ‘Only tired . . .’ started Pristine before falling asleep. ‘We best get some rest.’ instructed Lance as he transported Pristine from her mount to his. ‘Grayson? Get Pristine’s horse.’ Lance. Their boys taste differently but both tastes are great & manly.Then, the neck of both guys. I bit them softly and sucked. Both boys moaned when I bite their necks softly. They seriously liked it. Then I tasted their torso from neck to belly button. Wowwww. Juices oozing out. And their nipples. Hard as mustard. Tasty as I circled my tongue around the hard cute nipples. They moaned when I sucked their nipples hard but gentle. Then the armpits. Raj’s armpits had thick, short-in-length manly hair.. “I am waiting!”Sharn ignored the roaring voice, having learned over the last year that soldiers did a lot of yelling and that none of it was aimed at him unless he did something wrong. Which he never did. His tongue sticking out between his teeth and his jaw thrust forward stubbornly, he wrestled with the saddle until he got the buckles and straps all hooked together just like Corporal Kaykyssa showed him. When he was satisfied it was right, he turned around and looked for the approving face. Her [hands straddling my face]: ‘Make love to me!’ His third stirring came around this time and was markedly more energized insofar as the sheets laid strewn on the floor, blowing in the wind, once I glanced over from the exodus’ cause. To fulfill her basest needs, I sought a melody. I pressed a button. Stockholm Syndrome flowed from my laptop. Her: ‘I love you.’ I simultaneously shrunk six inches at this statement. Me [mentally paralyzed]: ‘I love … you…’ We snuck on the roof once dawn.