amber lynn

He reached into his inner self, feeling his energy circulating through his system, and began upping the intensity. By increasing one’s energy flow like this, a magic user could gather their strength for a spell quicker and easier. The problem was that doing it wasted energy and resulted in fatigue. Before a race, a sprinter might hop up and down or jog in place to get their blood flowing faster, allowing them to reach their peak earlier, but if they did it too much, they might find themselves out of breath when they needed it.

“Ahhhhhh!” we exclaimed in unison. Carol locked her legs on the side of my neck and held me closer. “Don’t move, Jim. Leave it all the way in. Shit you feel good…” I did as I was told, concentrating on not cumming. But her pussy made my dick feel better than it had ever felt before. I felt something near my cock and opened my eyes to see Carol, back arched, eyes closed, rubbing her clit. “Fuck me now…I’m going to cum…cum with me Jim…fuck me.” I moved my hips and started slowly sliding in and out of her pussy. But it felt too good.

The four walked to the Knight’s Sheath, where the late afternoon rush was starting to boil. As soon as they arrived, Cyrilo snatched up Sophia. “Sophia, there you are! Be a dear and go up to Room 7. One of our customers had a little accident while trying to perform a Flying Sock Puppet and needs your attention.”