Draw your other sword
From Create Your Own Story
You lower your sword, replacing it at your belt before fumbling at the laces of your trousers. You free your rock hard length and look up...
The woman has gone. Just vanished without a sound.
Then a soft voice whispers in your ear from behind: "I knew you'd come around."
Her arms slip around your body, one cupping your heavy balls, rolling them gently while the other wraps around your pole and begins to stroke.
"How did you do that?"
She giggles madly. ""Oh my, you're so easy to tease." She underscores the last word by squeezing gently as she massages your erection. Her breath is hot on your ear. "Imagine me on my knees, devouring your manhood – or bent over, begging for release..."
Her hands keep moving on your cock as she talks and you can feel a load building in your balls. Her fingers feel wonderful as they move up and down your shaft.
"...It can be so. Just give me your tribute."
You groan and enjoy the feel of her hot little hands stroking you. Her fingers are like magic, working their way up and down your length, cupping and caressing your balls, tickling you, arousing you.
You suddenly notice that you're no longer standing at the cave entrance. You're standing over the glimmering pool of water – and you're about to erupt.
Do you:
