It felt good. I placed my hand on top of her head, and she took my arm. She liked what I was doing.She took my cock out of her mouth, and pushed me to...the bed. She stradled me, sliding herself down my pole. She rode my well, screaming her desires. "Yeah, this is feeling great." I moaned, having a hard time to keep my breath. The princess was quite the pro at riding me, perhaps fine tuning her work on her studs. For several minutes, she rode my cock like it was a prized bronco. She got off me,. On the fourth day, after Devon called a meeting with them, the guys departed to the LOS. Anniel missed Ashriel, but she knew there were pressing matters at hand to attend to if they were to live in any relative peace and safety. Lucien twitched within the glass stasis unit. Anniel leaned closer and pushed feelings of love and comfort telepathically into his mind. There was so much torment in him. Ashriel had warned her not to link directly to him. It wouldn’t be good for their developing. The garments all looked as if they were made of nothing more than tissue paper thin wisps of gossamer. A sunbeam tinged the rack full of clothes with iridescence. But I was looking for clothes. You know the type that I had worn before, tailored suits, sweaters and slacks with lots of pretty blouses in an array of colors like these and of course my beloved jeans. My mouth fell open, slack-jawed in disappointment. I looked up into my Master’s face. His was delighted and animated while mine was. “Just teasing” she smiled. “Did you want to come up or did you still want to go out and rent stuff?” “You can pretty much watch anything online these days” I laughed. “Let’s just head up.” I figured I should have as much time as possible to get in everything that needed to be done tonight. She nodded and held the door open for me to enter the main part of the building. We finally hugged as we waited for the elevator to come down, and then rode up to her place on the third floor. We walked.