I feel her warm hand start to rub my cock through my boxers and at that point I stop caring about her dad and simply focus on the wonderful sensation ...I am feeling. I then feel her hand start to search around for the hole in my boxers so she can put her hand on my rock hard erection. She is so eager to touch my cock that she spends a good deal of time trying to find that stupid hole. Finally after what it seemed like an eternity she finds the hole in my boxers and gently puts her hand around my. "I haven't, have you?" I asked. "All the time, in fact..." she opened the drawer beside her bed and brought out a blue cylinder. I was so curious. "Can I see it?" I asked. Her face looked a little shocked at my question,"You mean, see me uh...like, using it...?"No wonder she was surprised? "I just meant look at the toy itself. Although...that would be kinda hot. I mean if you didn't think it was weird." You can watch me if I can watch you," She grinned with this a hungry grin. Her eyes. And die in her arms she did. Asmana carelessly dropped Adara’s corpse and tossed her shining hair out of the way. ‘These peasant girls are too easy.’ She casually covered herself in a golden loin cloth and a sizeable bra of the same color. ‘Mahir!’ She called in a young, cloaked man. He was thin, and had bright eyes, though not quite as bright as the golden eyes of his Hallowed master. Mahir smiled. ‘Still alive?’ He mocked. ‘I expected no less. In all seriousness, I don’t see why you get. ”We grabbed a taxi, got in the back seat and told the driver to make the radio play. (Yeah, exactly like Shape of You by Ed Sheeran, that was my plan.)On our way, she asked me, “Do you have a girlfriend?”I replied, “I personally don’t share my personal information with people,” and paused. Her bright smile changed into neutral and I smiled back and said, “but you’re an exception. I don’t.”She smiled again and on our way, we didn’t have much of any talk. We got off the taxi and, mind YOU,.