He didn't trust himself to be able to school his features enough to conceal what he had overheard her doing. He was further embarrassed that he had be...en fisting himself as he recalled her body and her thoughts, the memories arousing him until he couldn't control himself and needed to get relief.One of the things he did was get hold of one of the monastery's little boats and he rowed it out into the bay and then used his abilities to attract fish after fish to come to him. The monks were amazed. You are big. Or am I tight? Or both. Whichever it is, I am clasping my hands onto your glutes to pull you closer, deeper, tilting my hips to feel every thrust. I want to feel every inch of hard cock throbbing inside me. You are horny. And I love how you are now almost pounding me. I lift my legs and bring them in front of you, folding my knees over your shoulders. You embrace my thighs as you almost lift me upside down with every thrust. This is fucking good and don't give a damn about who can. After a short while they excitedly got their erections out and told me to play with them. I’d overcome any nervousness by then and willingly took hold of one in each hand. My first attempts at masturbating them were rather clumsy I must admit! I became hugely excited and very giggly when they climaxed over my breasts within seconds of each other. The above took place in one of the park shelters and, what added greatly to the excitement for me, was we could quite easily have been caught. After. "Miss DeMancy, your father has yet to pay that debt." She heard him say from across the table. But wait, wasn't she just magically 'popped' into this restaurant by this guy? Before that, didn't she just magically appear in that white room? Who was this guy, exactly? What did any of this have to do with her?"Alot." He said, smiling at her."Alot of what?" She said, lost."It has alot to do with you." He grinned wider, deliberately informing her that he knew everything that was going through her.