It was the only time where the main armies of every civilization in conflict faced each other at the same time. It lasted for almost 5 days where ever...yone fought practically without stopping.In the end every side took so many casualties that it was impossible to keep attacking each other. That made to stop rather than ending through a peace treaty."I raise my hand slowly"Yes Aelith?" Miss Glaewel says"Wouldn't that mean we are still on war?" I ask herShe smiles for a second and starts replying. . Touch me, while I touch you." He slid down slowly in the chair, his hand gliding smoothly over his stiffening cock as her fingers delicately entered her wetness. Her legs opened as if to accept him, "I want to feel your tongue on me," she moaned. His hand moved faster on his cock while her fingers moved in tiny circles over her clitoris, with her left hand pressed against the soft mound as her right hand slipped deeply inside her. "I'm taking you into my mouth," she whispered, the phone long. "Like needing an oxygen tank under water?" I asked. "Or in space?" Exactly," he beamed. "You can breathe just fine here, but you require another way to gain sustenance elsewhere. You, essentially, are an oxygen tank for a Demon."We were silent again, the clock on the wall ticking quietly. Another question occurred to me. "Does this mean that there's no oxygen in the Demon realms? That you don't have to breathe?"He chuckled. "No, there is oxygen in every realm, as far as I know, and we do have. "I just wanted to make sure you were okay."I gave her tummy a quick pat, and smiling, I said: "There's no need to worry. I'm fine! In fact, I'm very HAPPY!" I'm glad to hear that," she said, her body language relaxing as she said that.After a moment, I leaned over and whispered in her ear: "I have NO regrets. Okay?"She, in turn, whispered back in my ear: "Neither do I!"I gave her tummy another pat, and as I did, the thought of Omar's sperm (or at least one of his numerous sperm!) had already,.