I started to tease her clit through the material with my nose and could feel her beginning to moisten. After a little more tease she was getting reall... wet so I peeled her panties aside and drove my tounge into her sweet pussy, she tasted delicious and I had her cumming hard all over my face in no time.By this time she was hungry for some cock. She wanted to go down on me but I kept her pinned to the wall. She wrapped her legs around me and our tounges met once more as I strapped on some. " I felt a ball of ice form in my gut. I was dead. I knew it. Al-Mansur was notorious even back then; he had killed any number of slave girls already; those that survived him were often damaged beyond repair.I concentrated on giving Paul the best blow job ever. I knew it would be the last one I would ever give him. He told Al-Mansur that he would call him back and relaxed on the bed, enjoying my ministrations. I soon had a mouthful of his essence, and savored it as it would be the last time I. I’m just playing. Most black men I know are decent, law-abiding gentlemen. I’m just saying that Andy is one tough-looking guy. However, when I found out what kind of powers he had, I was in awe. He has the ability to mimic the powers of any superhuman, inhuman, nonhuman and subhuman creature he touches. And once he has their power, he retains it forever. While I was trying to save the good people of Boston from the fireballs and burning schoolbuses ( empty) of Miranda, he was stealthily trying. He was attractive, nice build, light brown hair and gorgeous blue eyes… but he was so nice and gentle the complete opposite of what I’m used to. I guess I’m just used to the guys around the way, I like a man who can take control he just seemed so passive. "What was his name anyway?" I thought to myself as I eased deeper down into my tub of bubbles. I smiled to myself as I remembered, "Caleb." I let my hands slide slowly down my body. Coming together at the lips of my pussy and began to gently.