The armour was tough and flexible, strong and well fitted, but as with any Isiri she had hungered to be rid of its coverings from the instant she had encased herself in it. Untying straps and ties occupied her mind for a few minutes as she struggled to complete the nimble task with her thick fingers, but as she did heavy metallic pieces started to fall away from her body one at a time, landing with a too heavy thump in the still sand around her feet. As she continued her efforts alloy plates were stripped away to reveal more and more of her scarlet body, her muscles perfectly defined and only occasionally marred with slightly paler lines, each scar a lesson she had learned through blood spent. As the last of her armour fell to the ground, leaving her entirely nude she squatted down by a container, her heavy cock almost touching the ground as she reached in and drew out a palm-sized device that she slipped over the fingers of one hand. Activating the device with a Cuckold click it began to emit a soft hum and a bright blue light spilt forth. Slowly and with meticulous deliberation she began to run the light over every inch of her body, meticulous and practised. As the passage of blue light across her skin cleaned and more importantly, removed her natural scent, she let her body sex tape continue its task on autopilot, her eyes drifting shut as she began her mental exercises. Inside each Isiri was a flame, one that fed their strength and determined their willpower. It was easy to unleash even for the youngest and most unskilled of the Warrior-Caste, the fire granting them incredible strength, but uncontrolled it was just that. The trick Lysera knew was to see how far you could feed the cuty flame without losing control, to access its gifts of strength and stamina while maintaining a clear mind and a tactical edge. Even for those as experienced as Lysera it could be difficult to conjure in an instant. As the warmth of the device continued to tend friend to her body her mind became a carefully controlled ebb and flow of power and casting thought. She forced me to the surface once again, cuty and sent waves flame across the plateau. Vicky whispered to me “we’ll see about that.” After they graduated both found jobs quickly, but not anywhere close to each other. She cried out, “Oh, mm, oh, Evan.” I never took sex tape any more pills or smoked anything except pot.” This worked out very well. One thing that he wouldn’t accept would be interference with his other female lovers, so she would have to make sure that she showed no resentment about that at all. I’ve been using protection with Monet each time we’ve hooked up besides that first night. “It doesn’t bother you, does it, me talking all silly and girlie?” Eventually she apparently achieved friend the result she had wanted as Helen released the cock on her Cuckold mouth and screamed in agony. She pauses and looks deep in thought as I continue massaging casting her right foot and calf. His vision narrowed as he struggled to prevent himself from blacking out.