And on one occasion, you had imagined taking me into your mouth. You had seen me ejaculate in one video, and you imagined the feeling as I did so in y...ur mouth, imagining how I tasted. Now you watched me again, but this time it was in real time, no video and no opportunity for editing. You watched through the crack in the door as I held my rigid cock in my hands and stroked it, slowly at first. You noted that I did not seem to be using any kind of lubrication, just skin on skin, and you watched. Hasn’t been anything like that with me.”“Good. If he does, I don’t think you’ll survive. I wouldn’t. I trust him Otrera, I really do, and even when I was fighting him, he was perfectly fine. But that one time, that one moment, I could tell he gave into something, like...” Like you do at the drop of a hat, Darian, you hypocrite. “I think he’ll be fine with us. I worry about how he’ll respond when he’s surrounded by servants of gods.”Otrera grunted, and resumed following him. “Would you blame him. ” She was giving me a slow handjob, licking my cock-head as she continued, “Cunt. Fuck my tight, whore, cunt. Fuck me like your pretty little Gloria.” She was looking up at me, grinning, “You like those little words, don’t you baby?”“You know I do.” I had all I could to do not to explode all over her face. She let go of my cock briefly to pull her sweater over her head, finally freeing her lovely tits. As if she read my mind, “You want to cum on my face don’t you, baby? Cum on these?” She. At first it was a nervous giggle, then a chortle, then she snorted and I was laughing. It wasn’t that funny, but nerves, tension, everything that had built up over the past few days came out through the gales of laughter that bright summer morning.When we could we started walking through the park in the general direction of home. We could now do so in a comfortable silence. The path took us along a grassy hill that fell to a stream below. Occasional clumps of trees provided shade and there was.