He dropped his hand from his eyes and curled it into a fist. He thumped it once on the table in frustration, throwing blue sparks. A thousand recrimin...tions shouted in his head. Why did the Guild reject his request to return? Why did they not simply stop this nonsense themselves? Why did Q'yros tolerate this for so long?He lifted his head and leaned back in his chair. What was better, a rule by paranoid insanity, or a rule at the edge of a sword?If he refused to tell the Emperor, Z'haas would. ”“Are you calling me a fool, Mage Roxanne?” Clarence hissed.“A slip of the tongue.”“A slip!”“Yes, I meant moron.”“I challenge this ... this lesser Mage, to a duel for impugning my honour!” Clarence snarled.“Challenge denied,” Simon Magus’ voice penetrated the silence.“Why? Mage Simon.”“Because you serve a purpose here, one that I would be loath to lose.”I saw Clarence puff himself up with pride at Simon’s intervention, though I suspected that he did not understand that he was the example that. But when she came, which she did a couple more times, each time she would try to buck harder and faster at him, wanting to get slammed as she came! but being in a more upright position, he held her hips steady so as not to disrupt his rhythm, and kept the same pace.he started breathing heavier, groaning every so often, complimenting her tight pussy, and telling me he wanted to hit this again sometime, maybe even regularly! she later told me that she wouldn't be able to handle getting fucked by. He slowly started to kiss my neck and his fingers worked their way down touching the curves of my breasts. He circled my nipples until they became rock hard and stood to attention.Then he gently started biting them pulling at my nipple ring. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter and wanted to have him soon.His hand moved lower and then up my skirt and found I was not wearing even a tiny thong. He smiled and then he slowly moved his fingers back and forth teasing me as I started to grind.