He was now kneading and massaging my breasts, rubbing the muscles buried underneath. He didn't go out of his way to stimulate my nipples, but then he...didn't try to avoid them either. He moved his hands all the way down my belly, stopping his thumbs at the edge of my pubic hair before running them back up to the bottom of my breasts. He massaged my stomach muscles and all the ones surrounding them before lifting his body up and kneeling again beside me. His hands gripped the outside of. ?Let’s see how deep this throat goes and see how much fun I’m going to have watching you gag on a real cock.? I opened my mouth and she started slowly pushing it into my throat, pulling back when I started to gag. ?Look straight up!? I tilted my head back and she pushed it even further into my throat. ?Keep your head back and hold this dick in your mouth!?With my head tilted back she took the marker and wrote something on my chest. When she was done writing she said ?OK, look at me with that. But I just can't, somehow, grasp how it's going to work." Amor vincit omnia," Bridget returned, "at least, it will if you trust each other and work at it."Grace nodded, but continued to look pensive."You're very quiet, Skipper," Bridget turned her attention to me.I shrugged. "I couldn't believe I was worthy of her – still can't. It just got that I couldn't deny it any longer." What!" That was Grace, looking at me with an expression of profound shock. "Not worthy of me?"Sure! Attractive,. “I need you to stay up here, Sierra.”I looked at him, frowning. “What-?”He interrupted me. “Alistair will kill me if anything happens to you.”“And Ferelden will be thrust back into a civil war if anything happens to you! We’re going to need every capable fighter we have if we want to survive this, Cailan. I’ll not sit up here and wait for the horde to break through if I can improve our odds any. Besides, the darkspawn can’t see me. I’m in less danger than anyone else on this god-forsaken.