I approach it cautiously and try the handle. It is locked but the lock seems to be old and of crude manufacture. Quickly I place the reliquary around ...y neck and it comes to rest snugly between my breasts. I place my hand upon the lock and enter the state of arru-sha. I am amazed when the lock immediately clicks open and I feel the reliquary humming faintly against my skin. I imagine that it must act to amplify and focus my powers. This is sorcery indeed!I push the door gently open and step. “What do you want me too do?” I was incredibly confused“Exactly what you were.” he was gentler again, “Just leave my arse alone.”With a little trepidation I went back to work on his dick with my mouth. It was only moments before I was back into the swing of things, and Malcolm’s movements and groaning had my confidence up again. The realisation that I had lapped up a little pre-cum had my own cock leaking and aching.I was starting to wonder whether I should ask to be fucked when Malcolm started. Belinda gasped in pain as six claws punctured each breast. The robed lizardman dipped his claws into the blood that had pooled around her belly-button and drew various lines and symbols on her body. Once he was finished, he bowed to the tall leathery figure and backed away.It was amazing. I felt the pain and knew what the final outcome would be, yet I was not at all troubled. Go figure! It's like I'm both here yet not here. Gore-at-lum (at least that's what they were chanting) grabbed Belinda's. “Let me get it from your poker money,” Alice said.“No, that’s my money and I’m not using it to make up for your carelessness,” I said. “You’re going to have to come up with something to pay for the pizza and for keeping this guy waiting,” I said.“What are you wearing?” I asked Alice.“My summer robe,” she answered.“Tell him what you’re wearing under your robe,” I told Alice.Quietly, Alice said, “Nothing.”So I asked the pizza guy, “My wife is nude under that robe. And she doesn’t have any money..