<strong>Neria Zathrieal<br/>Time; Day 1, early evening<br/>Location; Hillsbrow Inn<br/>Tagged; Solo, no one else.</strong><br/><br/>His explanation regarding his family's tradition surprised her a bit, but she had heard similar stories before where those in such traditions that had been going on for generations always had at least one person that didn't want to be part of the family history.  Solo would have been the black sheep of the family if his folks ever heard what she just had.  Still, she stopped kissing his neck, and instead answered him as she continued to stroke his cock with her hand, adding a little pressure, tightening her hold just enough to make him cum sooner and harder if past experience was anything to go by from other virgins she had broken in like this.  "You just haven't done enough yet Solo.  If you still feel the same way after a few days on the road after this place, then I'll be glad to help you find a new path in life.  For now, empty your heart and mind of such doubts, and simply feel what I am preparing you for."  She whispered, sucking on his right ear lobe shortly after her little speech.  Her thumb brushed over the tip of his cock several times, her wrist stopping its back and forth motions before starting up again, squeezing all of her fingers in a wave like pattern as she started to stroke him again, faster than before as well as harder.  "Cum Solo.  Cum as hard as you feel you must."