Their rage and desire for Oblivions destruction becoming dull and dim only after countless millennia of pointless strikes upon the faces of their fall...n comrades. In their begrudging defeat the gods would finally disperse, ignoring again the existence of Oblivion as she would not emerge from her abode, a welcomed alternative it seemed. Inside the morbid globe however, while the gods did indulge themselves with petty useless violence, Oblivion had found peace, love, as both her and her son did. I covered a couple of miles all the while I was very much aware that I had a huge erection bulging in my tights, I looked down and could see my cock straining through the lycra, I could even make out the veins and realised that my foreskin was pulled back, my tights were massaging my cock effectively wanking me off.I came to a steep hill and had to stand in the pedals I felt the seam of my tights rubbing against my anus it felt so good but made my erection harder, my cock was starting to ache!. ” Taking a big breath, Abby said slowly, “I know.” "Well, I found myself staring at her ass. It really is a nice one, you know?” Abby nodded her head, consciously or unconsciously I couldn’t tell, so I kept going. “I was thinking of what you said last night, Ab.” “Huh?” she said as if suddenly pulled from a deep dream. “Remember? You said you wanted me to do all the things to Kayla that I’ve done with you.” Abby’s eyes closed as I went on. “Those little things … like fucking you, making you cum. Her toes wiggled on my cock as she smiled and winked.”Ready for dessert?” she teased.”Oh yeah,” I replied.She got up and went to the counter, returning with a slice of pie. She put it down in front of me. My look of disappointment must have been obvious.”Oh, were you expecting something else?” she asked.”Well... kinda,” I replied.She moved the plate over, straddled my lap and turned her ass to me. She bent over with her bare, wet pussy peeking out under the mini skirt.”How about this?” she.