<strong>Connor's Home</strong><br/><br/>The young potter smiled at her compliments and let himself be directed and stripped from his clothes with the paladin's assistance. He wasn't out of shape at all, though not a soldier, he clearly developed well despite not sporting a body like Drake or the all too common barbarians towering above the common folk. His member came free, handsome and semi-erect, a nice shape with a slight backward bend, a trimmed mane surrounding the base that matched his hair. He did as instructed, lying back on the bed, and gasped at Cassia's touch, inhaling deeply when she engulfed him.<br/>That wasn't his only reaction though. As his shaft responded and grew harder, the erection rose and took on a size that the woman could not expect of Connor. For a moment she was forced to release it and she found herself staring, mouth left open at the manhood. It was the most magnificent cock she ever saw, let alone felt. Perfection. To use the metaphor soldiers joked around with, calling theirs "sword" or mocking the others "dagger" then Cassia just found Heironeus' Mighty Blade.<br/>She caught her partner looking up to check on her for stopping, all the while smiling impishly, his ego swelling no doubt.<br/>"Please, don't stop." he whispered "I'd like you to continue, and I'd like to see you and pleasure you in turn."