I went to the restroom and jerked myself off again. WhenI returned to the living room, I gasped. She must have forgottenwhere she was. She was complet...ely naked. She had some reallynice tits and big round nipples that were poking out invitingly.Still laying spread eagle, with her thong off, her clitwas showing as well as her pussy lips. Her clit was hard andswollen. I stared at her for awhile, then went back to mychair and continued watching tv. I couldn’t stay focused. I kept looking at her. I nodded at her lifted eyebrow and she poured one for me as well. "If I tell them directly, they will not believe me." Apollo's Curse."She nodded. "He has not seen fit to remove it, but now I know it is for my own protection. But if I tell the prophecy to a priest, then the supplicant hears it from him, and they believe it... or not, it is their choice. I make a game of it. I speak in my native language when I am in Delphi, and they need a priest to translate it to Greek." That could be. After about 10-15 minutes of this constant fucking, I got her up and sat her down on a seat. I then told the assembled guys that she loved being covered in cum. The floodgates opened. One guy after the other stroked their cocks and came all over her tits, six pack abs, neck and face. She was stroking the cocks of two guys who were standing behind her. She was literally drenched in hot cum and rubbed it in all over her skin. I must compliment the men who were there. We did not encounter any rude. But the feelings I'm getting for you are hardly avuncular. And certainly not fatherly. It's all very confusing."Megan gulped her drink. She didn't care if she turned beet-red. She needed the fortification. "Confusing is a good word," she said. "I'm at least confused. More like terrified." Yeah. I know what you mean," Greg said. "If you're getting the same vibe I am, it's scary." Greg sighed and sipped his martini. He looked into Megan's blue eyes. Again, he felt himself falling into them..