It upsets them, makes them anxious, and challenges the natural order." But Gorg just feels wrong somehow." No worse than anywhere else in this desert!... What we need to do is rejuvenate the city somehow. I know! Why don't we re-name it? What kind of a name is 'Gorg' anyway? Why don't we rename it John's Town? It is the place where baby John was born, after all."The birth of our son was a much more pleasant thought. Surprisingly, even just hearing of the city being given a different name, made me. And being Friday it had been a busy afternoon but I intended to knock off after this run.I settled back for the ten minute cruise across the still, black lake. There was no moon and the sky was alight with a few million stars, the warm summer breeze thick and heavy, tranquil water lapping at the sides of the boat, the hum of the outboard drowning the absolute silence, and the sweet murmur of the young woman, her hot, wet lips glistening in the dim light from the instrument console as I glanced. Very cool," he said. It was of course a kid's game set bought at Walmart for $90 before we left Aster."Let's go look at a temple," I suggested. I knew that in most cultures I needed to step back and take a secondary role. If I had to assume control I could, but it was better to let the locals thing Jerrod was the boss and I was a hanger on.We stood outside the gate after Jerrod knocked. We waited patiently for someone to come to greet us. We could hopefully convince that person to open the gate. My cock was rock hard and she pulled it out and gently stroked it. I was in heaven, and then she pulled off her shirt and let her beautiful y0ung tits go free. Her long red hair hung down over her shoulders, and in the sunlight she was a goddess. I was moaning in pleasure and I pushed my shorts down further. She got up a bit and pulled them all the way off me. Now I was bottomless and she was topless. She bent over me and started to kiss and lick my cock. I reached for her beautiful tiny.