She went on to explain that even though she had a boyfriend at the time, not David, she and Bobby were fuck buddies from time to time. I was shocked,...and Claire could see the expression on my face.“David does not know, and I would like to keep it that way, ok?” “Of course, I would never break your confidence, Claire.”“He had a reputation as a lady’s man back then,” Claire continued, “He fucked about 4 members of my cheer-leading squad and they all commented on how big of a dick he had! As. Involuntarily, I dip a finger into it then sniff the substance. Do you want to lick it too? snarky ass attempts a joke.It can be rusty water from the bathtub or something similar, the smart ass voice scorns.It is fucking blood. We should call the police. You know you’ve got a big problem when your voices refer to you as ‘we’.Oh, and what if it turns out to be something ridiculous like red paint? I often have conversations in my head. Doesn’t everyone? But they’ve never been this extremely loud. “Are you sure...” I asked.“This I can do,” he assured me. “It’s my mind – my templar muscles – that are tired, not my arms.”I wasn’t convinced – it wasn’t his mind that had needed to sit down, and I myself felt more than a little fatigued – but his pallor had improved and he winked at me cheekily. I rolled my eyes and sighed.Wulf stepped back, blurring into the shadows, and at my nod, Alistair grabbed the wooden plank and shoved. It slid aside with a scraping noise that made me wince, but after. But she was a bit hesitant as she hadn’t done it before. She held my cock with her left hand, smelled the muskiness, and started licking the tip.I pushed slowly, and it went inside, just a bit. She tasted the saltiness and took it out. “Eew! It’s not good!” she said. “It’s ok, Sonal. Keep licking it, babe!” I said. She again started licking the tip. After a couple of minutes, I couldn’t wait for it anymore. I held the back of her head.While she was licking, I pushed myself forward and pulled.