I glance down at my shorts and they are soaked. I pull my soggy shorts off and fling them across the room, they smack against a poster of Meghan Fox w...o might have been doing something for me, but my morning wood is non-existent. Cum is caked on my dick. Geez! Did I not clean up at all? I wipe my penis off on the sheets and notice that my flaccid member is dripping. The fuck!?Pre-cum dribbles at a consistent rate out of my cock. I stroke it a little and some more drips out, but I don't get. “He did. He fired the arrow into the women right before Clotho stopped spinning the thread to her life. When the women awoke she had remembered what the towns people did to her and wanted revenge for what they did to her. Do you know what they say about revenge?” He looked me dead in the eyes with a cold expression like a wolf in a cold winter night hunting for its prey. As if he trying to warn me he said. “Revenge is like picking up a hot coal and throwing it at someone; you may or may not hit. “Dad, Mark and I are just getting to know each other. We got to know each other so well last night, it would be a shame to cut off our communication like that.”He laughed. She was being a bit dramatic, but he got the point.“Okay, okay. But when either of you starts to feel the slightest bit uncomfortable, you have to separate.”We agreed and I breathed a sigh of relief. Tatiana took me by the hand and led me out the room.“That was close Mark. I won’t be able to play with you as much if we aren’t. This perspective of her thighs was only possible with that most intimate of contacts.A few moments more and fellatio was next called for by our Mistress of Ceremonies. He delicately played with her long black hair while this descendant of the Pharaohs skilfully demonstrated the erection ability of her forefathers extended way beyond that of the construction of the Sphinx. As he looked at his naked countenance glazed in the mirror he wondered at the skill of this maiden for whom he was probably.