Running my tongue over it as I sucked, I moaned softly lost in my fantasy with you in my mind. My fingers moved between my legs, finding first and the...n sliding in between my pussy lips and running down the full length, from my clit right down to my anus where it stopped only for a second to move over and around it gently before sliding back upwards to the hard throbbing nub at the top. My finger, now wet with my juices, moves slowly around and around my clit causing it to throb and swell and. Mitch and Beth didn’t have any better ideas than I did.We did agree that eight weeks was long enough to get things sorted. If we took any longer, we would just be procrastinating, and we might chicken out. If we didn’t go in the eleven-week window, it might be another eight months before the window opened again, but the spirits weren’t being cooperative on this possibility.I would just have to work it around in my mind until the solution came to me.The next six weeks sped by.I had my team. I tried to reach for her but our positions made it too awkward and I let out a sound of frustration. She pulled her mouth from mine and trailed her lips to my ear. “Don’t worry about me,” she said. “Just focus on you.” Sensation clouded my thinking and I raised one knee to rest it out to the side. I lifted the hem of my dress, exposing her hand and my slick, wet pussy. Her fingers were shiny with my moisture, her nails a stark ruby red against my flesh. I glanced across at Nathan, my heart. I never envisioned that he would counterattack and defeat half of the attack himself." The Zarthani defeated themselves, sire," Tuck told him."Of course, of course. So did the God-King and his soldiers. Do you know, Lord Tuck, what General Denethon told me before we sent him on west?" I can't begin to imagine. He was the best of a bad lot." He saved a lot of Hostigi citizens by convincing the God-King's priests that slaughtering them to celebrate defeats and encourage others to fight harder was.