He tried to hold his body upright, and I leaned closer. "You just put it in your mouth." Slowly I followed his instructions, parting my lips to allow his cock to enter my mouth as his moans softly escaped. "And suck it." My gaze lowered as I tried to press deeper before sucking hard while moving my head. "Be careful with your teeth," he added, his voice sounding more raspy.Then I tried to loosen my jaw as best I could and pressed it down until it touched the back of my throat, and only now did I notice the salty taste. I slowly pulled away before pushing back down, each time sucking and moving my tongue against him, and he threw his head back with a goddamn moan.Feeling a little more confident, I placed my hand on the shaft of his cock to stroke it as I began to move my head to the rhythm, and the sway of his hips became unsteady as he let out a moan. It makes me happy to hear him, letting me know how much pleasure I can give him, and it turns me on even more. I glanced over at him

"Did you see my tie?" Cole asked as he tightened his belt. "I guess it was near the door," I replied as I slipped my dress strap over my shoulder. He walked over to pick up his tie, which was lying on the floor along with his suit and grabbed my lacy underwear and thigh strap. He then hands over my stuff. "Yours," he said with a toothy grin, and I accepted both items. "Thanks," I said with a chuckle, then bent down to put on my underwear. He stepped behind me and without asking, he pulled my dress up to my waist and pulled the zipper up. After that, he was trying to fix his tie, but his brow was furrowed in frustration. "Don't you know how?" I asked, letting out a chuckle. "My mom did it before we left," he pouted. I shook my head, then stepped forward to pick up both strands of his tie. "How did you know how?" he asked as he watched me process the tying of his tie. "I used to style my father's suits when I was a kid, so I asked him to teach me," I said with a chuckle. "Really

Rayline "I'm sorry," he said with muffled sobs as he looked up at Jesse. "It's not your fault," Jesse said with teary eyes, but Taylor shook his head. "She said she was willing to go with them if they stopped hurting me... Then they stabbed me in the arm so I wouldn't follow them." Taylor said between sobs. While I watched the three men stare at each other, then I noticed Cole's ragged breathing. He managed to look up through his tears at Taylor. "Who did it?" His voice was low, and for some reason, I didn't really like the dark look in his eyes. I knew that he must be very worried about his mother, but the dark look in his eyes seemed to reflect anger, wrath, or maybe more than that, hatred. "Silas and his friends. I think there are six of them or something like that." Taylor finally said, his voice almost a whisper. "Then where did they go?" Cole asked again. This time the tone of his voice sounded harsher. "Cole, you can't go after them without having a plan," Jesse said, h

Cole "Cole!" Jesse called out while following behind me. I easily darted past him, my eyes trained to look for anything suspicious or out of the ordinary, while I completely ignored him. Flying wasn't really his thing, and compared to me, I knew he didn't really like flying. It had been many hours. I looked at the dark and deserted area as Jesse kept trying to follow me. Yet I could feel his patience wearing thin. "Cole, where are you going?" he yelled again, but I kept getting in his way, and this made him start to get angry. Jesse then flapped his wings to fly above me, rotated to swoop down, and tucked his wings into his body to gain balance. As he got closer to the ground, he changed his angle to horizontal. With his speed increasing, he was able to catch up with me and crash into me from the side, grabbing me by the waist and pulling me to the ground. Then I quickly fought against his pull, but Jesse kept lowering my body with his immense strength. The two of us finally land

Dreams... The weather seemed quite gloomy as I slung my bag over my shoulder and started walking. I stared at the gray clouds hovering above my head, and the sound of thunder slowly echoed in the distance. I have walked this road hundreds of times, heading in the direction of my home. I watched the ground as small drops of rain began to appear on the sidewalk. As I was walking, suddenly my whole body froze, and it felt like something was hitting my chest, making me wince. Then I put my hand over my heart - it felt like something was broken, or like a hand had reached inside me and grabbed something, and now it was gone, leaving an emptiness in its place. I took a deep breath while placing my hand on my chest, and my eyes looked around frantically. I had no idea if I was hurt or if s