Not a very long or a particularly well written story but something about this tale, and the way the writer described the events in slow detail, got Je...rry hard. Harder than he had been in ages. He was horny like back in his school boy days, skipping class to hid out in the gym showers and bend over for the football team. The QB had a partially fat cock that would tear up his tight hole while his teammates were riding Jerry’s mouth. There was also the afternoons while the teams were practicing. At the top, something glinted. Something crystal. The Altar of Souls. My heart beat faster and faster. A hot thrill built and built in me, it grew with every step.I could almost feel the soul of the Biomancer pulsing and quivering inside the ruby. Did he know that his phylactery’s destruction neared? That as soon as we reached the summit, Ava would destroy the vessel and cast his soul back to the Astral Realm? There he would spend eternity in whatever punishment that he deserved for his. "Rennis gave his friend a cold look.Roquan stiffened. "I withdraw the statement." And I'll remind you, we have no idea how the Imperial soldiers will treat the remaining slaves at the Manor."Roquan frowned. "I have been trying not to think about that. I am sorry I have been so short-sighted."Rennis clapped him on the shoulder. "No, I should not expect you to handle everything, Roquan. Handling the treaty was a big enough task. I can only hope that some good will come out of it."Vanlo placed the. "mmmmm," I sighed as his finger penetrated me."That's nice," he whispered as he began to finger fuck my ass.I braced myself against the tree and pushed my ass to his fingers. As he continued to finger me, I heard him unzip his fly. Carefully, he removed his fingers, stepped closer, and pushed his cock head against my ready hole."Fuck me," I begged."Oh, yea," he breathed. "That hole is fucking hot for it."He lunged forward, his cock bulldozing into my ass."Argh," I grunted. I wasn't expecting a.