I can see the will of a King be answered by Gaen. It lends me some appreciation for the sense of purpose and direction that those of the Right Born wi...ld. Those I know within the Right Born wouldn't hesitate to say that theirs is a power granted by Gaen, for my part, I know, as much as I know anything, that Gaen has moved me along the path I am on." Well and good for you, wizard, but not all will see it that way. I know you folks of power — wizard or king, apprentice or prince, tend to see life. He shivered and shook, Josie found it fascinating to watch. She wondered if he might cum very quickly if she continued. Harry read her mind.“I have a surprise.”“You do?”“Yeah”, he smiled his heart-melting, lopsided grin. “Can you take your pants off?”Josie laughed aloud. “Maybe later?”“O.K, maybe you’re right. Where is your fridge?”“Behind you”He sauntered over to the fridge with his backpack and Josie watched, intrigued. He glanced back.“You can’t look.”She busied herself finding a suitable. Henry had come around to join her and was reapplying more whipped cream to my chest and then shoving his fingers into my mouth. As their mouths ravaged my breasts, all I could do was pull at my restraints. I could feel more of the melted cream trickle down my body and it felt so good against my hot skin. Marty let go of my nipple and lay down on the bed, rolling onto her back. She stuck her hand into the bowl and smeared a large handful of whipped cream on my pussy, making sure to get in. The day passes and it is evening. My head is clear and I know what I want. I talk to you on the phone, and I know what you want too.In fifteen minutes I am at your door. I ring the doorbell, but there is no answer. You were expecting me, but why don't you answer?I let myself in. The front door is unlocked, and I enter cautiously, and call out your name. No answer. I remove my shoes and my coat, leaving them at the front door, and I lock the door behind me. I call out your name again, but there.