shryke kenshi

Mrs. B. was definitely given to buyer’s remorse. Each time she had sex with me, she would act really distant and embarrassed for awhile, trying to pretend nothing had happened, and trying to avoid being around me. I managed once to be alone in the room with her and I came up behind her and lifted her dress and squeezed her ass. She looked at me with a sad smile (and checked out the bulge in my pants),

“Waddya think?” Carol said, putting aside her tools and returning her attention to playing with my cock. She wrapped her lips around the head of my cock and swirled her tongue around it. Her other hand tugged at my balls. The fresh shave made it that much more sensitive. My dick did look bigger. And thicker for some reason. Carol slowly swallowed my cock until it hit the back of her throat. She gagged slightly, then pulled her head off.

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.