" The operation is a go." The lie came easily to Gunther. It wasn't the firsttime the Patriarchy had perpetrated a double-cross in order to achieve th...greater good. "I've got a suite in the hotel. Be here by noon, and don'tforget to activate your medallions!"***The op was a go!Grant gathered his team around him. "OK," he announced, "the plan is prettymuch this: Gunther has booked us into the Blue Eagle for a few nights. Oncethere, we will be patient and wait for an opportunity. The. ”“The longer, the better, I say.”Eventually, the last few exhausted mages were forced to give in and accept their loss, leaving the last one hundred standing. Like the combatants, they too dropped to their knees when the commandant announced their victory, then ate and drank as though they had just crossed a desert.“Well done, all of you,” said the commandant. “For the rest of the day, you shall be shown around the academy and instructed on the routine and demands of your lives as cadets.”They. Her back was towards me and my dick nestled between her ass cheeks waiting for an opening.My hands started wandering. Under the blanket, I moved her nightgown high enough to let my hand slip without hindrance. I reached the area between her thighs, after playing with her mound for sometime and rubbing it, I slowly inserted my middle finger and immediately heard a gasp. I was surprised, with both her response and the wetness that greeted me. She was so wet as if there was a flood inside. I. “Wow, you’re into this aren’t you?” he said.“I’m into you,” she said and kissed him. He tried to slip his hand down the back of her shorts. “No, not now. Tonight. I want to make it special.”---That night Heather steamed mussels for their dinner. She said it was supposed to be some kind of aphrodisiac and she wanted her man hard and horny. She only nibbled, hardly ate a thing; she’d taken an enema earlier in the day. After they cleaned up, Heather handed Jerry a beer and told him to go sit on.