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Chapter 33 by outa outa

was it real?

It was very real

The man's cock was firm to the touch and surprisingly warm. Normally a man might hurry you along but he seemed quite content to let the virgin awe in amazement at his impressive tool. Tritera seemed slightly less patient and you felt another invisible hand, gently pressing the back of your head towards the musky flesh. You wondered if he even knew what Tritera was doing, if they'd done this before. You didn't care, you were happy to give up control. You'd made the weighty decision to come into this room, why should you have to navigate this unaided?

Your puffy lips made contact and the hand kept pushing until the head was fully inside your mouth. there was a bead of precum on the tip that tasted of concentrated musk with a tinge of sweetness and the rest of the flesh tasted of barely anything at all. Like sucking a thumb. Bingman shuddered slightly at the warm wetness of your mouth and you felt powerful for having been able to make such a strong man weak in the knees. The hand on the back of your head stopped pushing and you rested a moment there with the head of his cock occupying about half your mouth alone. You were focused on the tip as it went in and having lost sight of it looked up at Bingman's face with your big doe eyes. He was looking down, a hunger you didn't see before now showing on his face along with his kind expression. As if he was fighting an internal battle to keep letting you clumsily set the pace. Your gaze dashes to Tritera on the seat who had ditched her robe and is now grasping her breast in a set of lingerie that matches your own.

She notices your eyes on her bare flesh and as if interpreting it as jealousy points her wand at you and then next to her. You feel the robe you had so carefully arranged come apart around you and neatly fold itself in a pile where she pointed.

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You felt exposed but as you already had a cock in your mouth you couldn't really object for two reasons. Bingman whistled in appreciation.

Bingman : "damn, I love sorceresses"

You and Tritera both appreciated separate elements of the praise.

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