<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Jason Riley</strong></span><br/><br/><strong>STR:</strong>1<strong>STA:</strong>3<strong>SKL:</strong>3<br/><strong>Current PP:</strong>0/15<br/>Active Trait: O-Resist<br/><br/><hr/><br/>As Jason entered he saw a multitude of very interesting sights and two breathtaking ones. One of which was already approaching him akin his hand and pulling him along towards the bed where the second beautiful vision was waiting with a familiar shy gaze. It was odd to feel that he might have bitten off more then he could chew but he was still quite determined to make sure these girls had their enjoyment and if he could manage this somehow then he would happily indulge in it. To do it in the short amount of time he had would be not a small feat to be sure. However the first thing he does is ask a few questions to these girls. He wanted to know exactly if they knew anything about the village below or the wall that was higher then the tower itself. He also wanted to know if he could divulge some hints into their pasts.<br/><br/><strong>"So what is your stories dear ladies? Do you live down there in that grand village?"</strong>He inquired wondering perhaps if these two were from the same potential era and time as Chihaya. Guided on over to the bed he would lift up Christa and sets her down alongside her friend. Unbuttoning his shirt as he asked the questions to them. His cock hardened at the though of engaging in what is typically a forbidden fantasy of men. Two girls pining over one guy and sharing him with each other. It made his blood rush through eager to take action. He removed his belt and sets it down upon the bed. He had an idea for later but for now he would make use of his skills with both hands and nothing else. Taking out some oil he lathers his hands up with them until they were as smooth as silk but warm as fleece.<br/><br/>Both his hands run along their outer thighs and glide over the curves of those gorgeous backsides, lifting up their skirts to show what secrets were underneath.<strong>"I want to know the names you both like to be called. After all I'm going to be making sure I commit them to memory."</strong>Both his charm and his hands were weaponized against them as the<em>Hands of God</em>began to individually snake under their shirts and feel over their breasts. Rubbing over the nipples until their were hard nubs the hands were quite sensual to the touch. His eyes were diligent looking for any sign of weakness in their motions. His dick was not exposed yet but in his pants it was hard to work over things.