“But the look in your eye is clear to me you want this.” I looked at my watch and knew she was nearby and now free from work. “I do not want her... to see me in advance of the encounter. I am going to take my beer to the bar. Text her, invite her here for a drink before dinner and show her to me. I will not approach or speak to her. Do not look at me. But know I will see her. That is all you must do to tell me you want this for her, and for you.” I pulled from my pocket a tiny gift wrapped box.. Max pulled his cock up to his stomach, and pushed his balls into her face."Lick!" he commanded. Jilnar eagerly began lapping her tongue across his sensitive flesh. She then moved her head down slightly, and sucked one of his balls into her mouth. She let it dance across her tongue for a moment, and then moved over to the other one, which she slowly sucked into her mouth and back out. After a few more moments with Jilnar’s talented tongue, Max’s balls were glistening with her salvia. Without a. The orc had taken to rifles with the same casual skill he had taken to other forms of weaponry. He hadn’t complained about any residual effects from the magic that had boomaranged his age back and forth, but Cinder still felt a small knot of guilt in her gut – not only about the magic that had connected them together, but also about the simple fact that Kaleb had pined for Lata since the moment they had met ... and yet, the scarred Russian captain was definitely more sapphic than she was. "Was that why you were with Eleean?" He asked.She nodded. "My betrothal to Eleean was an arranged thing. He was training to become a blade dancer, and he was to earn the rights to the blade we sought. "But the seer said that only my betrothed would wield it." She shrugged. "I suppose we paid now the price of our folly in trying to force ourselves into a foretelling, rather than letting it happen naturally." She sighed. "Now, I should probably return to Windir, and let my clan know what has.