It gleamed.My old nemesis.I held up a hand. “Uh, while I’m here, can I ask some questions? There are things about this experience that have been b...othering me.”“Sure, go ahead.”“Okay. Where’s my greatsword?”That had been bothering me for quite awhile.“Oh, so that wasn’t just a means of testing my limits at character generation, hmm?”Well, about that... “Don’t worry! I’m just kidding. The sword exists, and someday you’ll find it, but that day isn’t now.”“Hmm ... okay ... can I still makes. ‘Jasmine wont be home till 6pm and wants to go out at 7:30, my date wasn’t till 8:30 but I would have to drive there which could take 30 minutes or so. What am I going to do till then?’. My butterflies returned and I knew I was going to do something I had never done before. I’m going to go and get my nails done and get my eyebrows plucked. I knew there was a nail bar in our town centre but I was too much of a coward to go there so I looked on-line and found a salon just on the outskirts. I. I remember that her knees were almost black with water and grime from the street. He laid her back on the flat, dropped between her legs, and prepared to give her what would have to be the fuck of a life time. The spit he put on his fingers and then on the head of his dick would be the closest thing to lube or a condom she was going to see that night. When he entered her he gave her the courtesy of exactly three half strokes before burying it to the balls with one hard thrust. Jeena threw her. I noticed him get a hard on, and this time it was sticking strait up, through the hole in the front of his boxers. I wispered to him so see if he was awake, and got no reply, so I figured he was sleeping still. His cock still throbing, I could not take my eyes off of it. I was soon on my way over to his bed, quietly ofcourse, looking at his cock, breathing on it, drooling on to his boxers over it. I touched it, running a finger up and down his shaft, circling his head with my finger, gripping.