She whispered, looking up into my eyes while kissing my lips and licking the sweat off my face. She really loved being filled&hellip,a truly natural c...um-whore. I, of course, was also exhausted, as much by the intensity of the revelations as the fucking, and lay there limp and ragged and rung out. You know I love to feel your cock shoot in me, dont you? She continued cooing into my ear. but, honey, Im sooooo wet now. Ive got this sloppy, messy pussy—with so much juicy thick cum oozing out of. "What is this about, commander?" asked Ghurian as the leader of the elven company stepped forward, a grizzled elven soldier named Rethas.Rethas stood tall, despite his rather diminutive stature, and his presence was palpable. He watched as the old ranger dismounted, and then said, "The Lord Ambassador believes that you are escorting a prison to whom he wishes very much to speak." His Syrisian was clipped and precise, and it carried the unmistakable accent that an elf was speaking.There was some. Why anyone hadthought to build a city here she didn't know. People talked about NewYork being a four-season city. Yeah, winter - when it too cold to move;summer - when it was too hot to think; April 18 and October 12. Shewondered if she had enough left in her overdraft to be able to call ataxi, but quickly gave up on the idea. She had no desire to tempt themoney demons. If she had anything left before payday, she'd ratherspend it drinking with Freya. She set off for the L-Train.The Daily. I was about to ask Tameka a question when she grabbed the collar of my shirt and pulled me inside the limo and gave me another kiss. I was briefly aware of the passenger door closing and the car shaking as the driver walked around and got inside. "Wha?"Tameka laughed. "He knows where we are going. And now, we have about an hour to talk, since driving down the strip in a Saturday night is very slow."I paused for a moment and looked at Tameka. She had on a short black dress, something I had never.