Serving this man that I really didn't know.Soon, his words became more urgent, more insistent, and he was pushing harder and harder on my head, forcin... me to take all of his thick helmet into my throat. I was gagging and gasping, but wanted to make him cum into my mouth. I knew the moment of climax was fast approaching.Before I had arrived for this encounter, I had planned to be very safe - I was going to make him wear a condom, I was going to protect both of us. But as the moment of truth. ”I took the small vial reluctantly, weighing it in my hand while I dithered. What would we do with an unconscious former Magister? I couldn’t keep him suppressed forever, and if his mana reserves returned to their former levels, no one else would be able to manage him. Regardless, do I believe Utha? I rather think she’s telling the truth – it makes a sick sort of sense, really. And if I believed her, then allowing the Architect to die wasn’t a better solution. Regardless of what we decided to. I still fantasised about being a submissive sissy though and soon found that the only time I could achieve an erection was when I dreamt about being f***ed into being a sissy. The more I thought about it the stronger these feeling’s became and I started to really develop my fantasy. I created an account on xhamster and started to pursue my dream. It wasn’t long before I made contact with someone who lived miles away from me and I thought nothing would happen. I gave him my email address and. After tongue fucking her for a few minutes I latched on to her clit and with a combination of nibbling and swabbing with my tongue brought her to orgasm. While I ate her out Chantelle had continue to play with her breasts. Barbette announced her orgasm with a loud cry and deep moaning.Using her long legs Barbette pushed me away, pulled Chantelle onto her knee and nibbling her neck and earlobes she undid her blouse. As I knew Chantelle didn't have breast as large as Barbette, they were smallish.