<div class="floatright">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/566896805904777217/648070034824101888/d3da4e5fca42b72282785c719bc8ccff.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Seeing the sight of how turned on and impressed Azalea was from his orgasm, maybe the whispers were onto something with regards to how slutty these Goddesses were. How were they so turned on by cock when they all appeared to be virgins? Was his dick that powerful? Were the powers that the whispers gave him indicative of how this world worked? There were too many questions on Hazeel's mind, all of them for smarter folk to answer or for him to learn over time. The thing that he was learning and had learned by now was that he did not want to anger this Goddess. She still had all of her composure, and no doubt all of her power if his cock hadn't bridged any of her holes yet. But now, she seemed to want to give him a blowjob, and Hazeel was used to being the enforcer with his dick, as opposed to the other way around. He had raped two throats already, used them like they were toys for his own amusement. And if he didn't use her throat... then he would have to endure the heavenly slurps of a Goddess that definitely knew what she was doing. Did she birth all of these other Goddesses? Was she a mother already and no longer a virgin?<br/><br/>Those questions would have to settle for now. Hazeel leaned back against the bench, letting his arms relax while his slick wet dick throbbed underneath her professional tongue. His fingers curled into his palm, Azalea's words crashing with the whisper's in his mind, forming a mental overload that stopped him from taking Azalea when it could have been one of his few chances to nip the problem at the bud. He couldn't risk it. If she could get him to cum with a very short titfuck, he wouldn't stand a chance inside of her pussy if he were to rape her. And then, just like Irelia's threat, he wouldn't last long under the power of a Goddess like her. So, he went with the smart approach, only jabbing at her but still allowing her to do her duties. Maybe visiting her again wouldn't be so bad... if he was treated like this every time.<br/><br/>"Am I the dirty one, if you know what you are doing?" he asked, a play on words as he smirked and leaned his head back against the bench, trying to completely relax while his cock throbbed again, ready for attention.<br/><br/><em>Hazeel chooses Pleasure Roll: 1d100 = 11.</em></span>