My body was shivering and on fire at the same time. I felt tingling in my bottom, my nipples were erect and straining against lace and silk, the hair... on my neck was on end, I gasped. I felt like I was going to pass out. And then my left hand became separated from my body. I just couldn’t help myself. This nice man who had been so helpful and understanding… the hand found its way to his thigh then his groin and far beyond all its hope it found him… hard! Straining at the fabric of his. Sometimes we could reach the soul, but we prefer not to do it as it stops it from moving on.The taught necromancers use spells, sacrifices, and such, not a very pretty sight and not very exact. I have always thought it was a bad idea to teach people the art of Necromancy. If you are not gifted with it, you shouldn’t be meddling in such dangerous and sometimes emotional work.I have worked for kings, queens, emperors, farmers, merchants, and anyone else who might need my services. I don’t do it. The older gentleman in the video was telling his cocksucker he was getting close and I decided I’d let them finish for me then I’d shoot the large load building in my balls.Minutes later the video and the older man were coming to a climax as he grabbed the younger man by the hair and held his head back and shot a massive load onto his face. Again I’m wishing I was the recipient of his reward. My left hand now rubbing my balls I slowly increase the speed as I tighten the grip on my cock pumping. I tell you its fine and that Ill be looking forward to tomorrow! So you get ready and your friends show you and yall leave! I think of what I want to do to you tomorrow and get our things ready and watch tv and wait on you to get back home. Its getting late and around 12:50 and your not home yet so I start to worry. I get a call and its you and you say that your going to spend the night with your friend . That you will be home tomorrow afternoon! Now im upset and I really cant sleep and I.