This child would bethe first, the herald of her return to the paths of magical power.Others would follow this child's wake, unknowns doomed to slink d...own thenighted trails gathering the vigor Tasheal would need to restoreherself, power torn from the unwary souls they would prey upon. Mortalsturned daemonic were easier for the weakened sorceress to control;creatures weaker than the mindless pawns the hellprinces whelped intheir lightless pits were still creatures she reckoned worthwhile,. After I read them I thought for a second and decided what the hell I’ll see if I can meet both of them I messaged them back and made arrangements to meet them at different times. I drove over to the first guys house he was short and stocky probably mid thirties white he invited me in and walked me to his bedroom there was a little chit chat the normal stuff good to meet you stuff like that he pulled his shorts down and sat on the bed I kneeled in front of him and started stroking his cock it. So, he held my hand which was on his thigh and kept it on his bulge saying that even he is hard. We gave a witty look at each other and went to the restroom. We didn’t have much time for the recess to end so, as soon as we entered the restroom, he grabbed my neck and gave a long smooch which rubbing his hard dick to mine under our trouser and under wears and-and his other hand pressing my chest and my hand pressing his butts. Then, he opened my shirt and sucked my nipples while opening my belt,. Ich liebeseine beruhrung. I love his touch. Ich genie?e es, meinem Meister zugehorchen. I enjoy obeying my master. Ich trage gerne R?cke. I lovewearing skirts..." As I drifted off, I chuckled at the thought of thisever applying in a military setting. Perhaps if Hitler came and performedcrossdressing vaudeville at the front-lines...I laughed, and then slept.When I woke, Ich was pleasantly refreshed. I mean, I was pleasantlyrefreshed. Apparently some German was embedding itself in my noggin.