"At a place between worlds," Nymphera replied. "Isn't it beautiful? By the way, you can take your coat off if you'd like." "Are you crazy? I can barel...y feel my feet!" "Really?" Nymphera's question was more of a challenge than anything else. As Cora thought about it, she noticed that her feet were warming pretty quickly. "In this place, you can feel the cold... but it won't affect you." Cora now stood completely still, as Nymphera approached her. Their lips met once again, as the fairy slowly. Then I opened my mouth. He bent down a little and inserted his cock in my mouth. I had to stretch my lips to take it. On the head fit, so I moved my hands up and grabbed it. I had to use both hands. He liked this. He started to thrust. The head of his cock pushing against the back of my throat. He was pushing harder and harder with every thrust with my hand tightening around his cock. My throat was getting sore but I didn’t dare to tell him to stop. I am never going to be able to close my mouth. I thought I was ready to accept it, but I find I am still a coward at heart."It took me a few minutes to find my own voice. I spent it hugging her and stroking her back."That's what I wanted to ask you, love. I wanted to try something, and I'd like your word that you will not tell anybody about that." What is it? Of course I will promise, but what could it possibly be?" Actually, I am very sensitive about what I'll be discussing, so I'd like a kind of oath from you." Oath? Like the oath of. ‘Yes … I like watching you. I have since you arrived. You’re different than all the others. You belong here. We want you here. We’ll protect you.’The voice doesn’t make any sense but I am too stimulated for it to bother me.“I’ll be the slut, then! It’s what we need, right? We need to be released to renew ourselves.” Maybe. Maybe releasing what is inside will renew even my work, my creativity, my writing. I’m alone. It’s safe. Letting the slut out is still just for me, it’s still.