My wife slowly moved her tongue over and under his balls, looked up into his eyes, then smiled. She then turned her head to the other cock, it's view... still blocked from me. She still had a hold of the first and slowly pumped it in her fist."You like that cock, baby?" one of the men asked in a deep voice."Oh yes, I love it," she replied, taking her mouth away from his cock just long enough to answer, then went back to her chore.After a few more minutes of her pleasuring these men with her. 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. So I got stuck in there and did my best, with my small crew, to replace the roof with another one that would stand the test of time.While I was doing that, I both struck up a friendship with some of the priests – who, despite being priests, drank almost as much as I did, particularly ‘Brother Tony’, who I strongly suspected had run a bar in a past life, his knowledge of drink was so encyclopedic. What’s more, they made their own booze. These guys were like the most self-sufficient people I’ve. Black bears aren’t that aggressive, as long as cubs aren’t around, anyway. You can usually scare them away. And I have bear spray just in case.”Susan wrapped her arms around herself. “You guys call this fun? Let’s just go home. We have trees there. And no bears.”“And you always say you’re the adventurous one,” I teased.“Yeah, for parties. Not for getting eaten by wildlife.”“Don’t worry. I’ve camped here many times. Never seen anything but deer and raccoons.”We gave Susan rope to string up as a.