84. Ivan

I have never driven so recklessly in my life. Having Cherish’s arms wrapped around my waist, every time I was forced to slow down for traffic, narrow tracks or to wait for the rest of the Battalion to catch her up her hand slid down to the front of my pants.

Massaging and stroking my cock into getting hard, torturing me relentlessly over the course of our drive. When she started trying to do it when I was at full speed I had to growl and threaten to discipline her, which of course just made her worse.

Dressed like a delicate, ladylike little Luna, all wide eyed innocence yet in our mindlink she’s unreal, constantly surprising me.

Cragstone is a pleasant town, cobbled roads with grass verges, a lot of wooden buildings seeing as they cleared all the trees away originally for the farming land. I still cannot believe the majority of the population want this. Taking down the Cage complex and then Kingsley’s latest endeavour, people have really seen us as a force for good.

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