I said through drooping eyes, “you’ll probably see on the news tomorrow.” With that I head for my room with worried looks following me. The seco...nd I hit my bed I was out. When I woke up I felt something on my dick, I knew the feeling and knew what I was going to see when I opened my eyes, when I did, it was none other than Angela, she didn’t see my eyes open but kept on sucking before I could warn her I was cuming, I shot my load, it shot down her throat, she didn’t miss a beat or a drop,. I’d not thought it possible she saw me as stupid.“Mahmut is the prince of the city right now.” Anger tinted my voice involuntarily. She shook her head. “Some people think that, yes. Others, they consider Qoura, or one of the other Guardians, the ruler of the city. Neither side is wrong. The Prince has all the gold, and his gold gives him the Guard. Qoura is a sorceress, perhaps the greatest sorcerer to ever live, her power is the terror of her name.”Ah, she didn’t think I was stupid. I just. "No, pussyboy... suck my cock. Don't nibble at it. Suck on it."And it was like a dam burst. Stephen began to suck and slurp on John's cock, a terrible blow job, he was rushing in his panic, all tooth, trying to get it over with.John leaned forward again, grabbing Stephen's hair, slapping his face, breaking a line of spit from John's cock and Stephen's lips in the process."No, God damn it," John told him. "Slow the fuck down. It's not a fucking race. Slow down and suck my cock properly, you. Peggy hooked up with the ladies on Wednesday night for the tennis mixer and she played mixed doubles with Bill as her partner on Friday evening. By Friday her pussy seemed to be healed and she and Bill had more car sex after tennis that night. In spite of her over sensitive clit Peggy was still driven each day to achieve an orgasm. The special dildo that Bill had given her proved invaluable in producing the desired result. That Friday night Bill once again parked in the street with Peggy. Bill.