“Do you not remember the grand halls of the Temple at Caer’maralonnia, Immellanle?” Aran asked suddenly. “Or Edellein Sura, the wisest and kin...dest of the arohim, coming to the mountains to help build the kingdom of Dun’Arghol?” The words were not Aran’s; they were being spoken through him, coursing down through the infinite vala.Immelanle frowned slightly, and her glowing eyes narrowed a little. She brought a hand up to her head as if confused.“And you, Mandaralorn?” Aran went on. “You fought. Aleah hugged Jennifer from behind and purred, “I know, Lady Jennifer. He's huge. That's going to make your pussy feel incredible. You're first?”Jennifer only nodded, her eyes locked on my cock. I must be bigger than the boy she'd blown. She grabbed me and stroked me. Pleasure rippled down my shaft to my balls. I groaned at the deliciousness of her touch. Her thumb slid up to the tip. She massaged me. Teased me. The pleasure radiated down my cock.I glanced over at Havva. The bound Genie. That’s when the man told her that from now on, she’d have to earn her keep. He told the pretty blonde cop, if she wanted her medication, she’d have to get on her knees and give him a blowjob.“GO TO HELL!” Abby was hurting badly, but managed to yell.“Have it your way,” he replied and then left, knowing the beautiful young blonde cop would give in eventually. He had seen other girls try to resist the drugs, but the outcome was always the same. No matter how strong their will was, or how hard they. The stockings really showcased both my legs and the dress. My long red hair also was showcased by the dress. I never looked better. I looked at Emma and said, Good call, how do I look? You look radiant maam, I mean Julia. She said overly friendly. Radiant. That is very flattering. Can you bring me a pair of matching heels for this dress? Sure, she said, A size 6 I assume. You are very good at your job Emma, a size six indeed. Emma walked away, her ass swaying perfectly in her tight black skirt..