"Where is the helmet of Jin?"

      No sooner than the knock came the voice. Ja Lia was sure who that was. Of course, twas one of his brothers. The eldest. He was always upfront because he always wanted to have the greatest part of the share. What a greedy asshole he was. 

      "Don't stop."

     The lady was still sucking his cock. The pleasure was taunting. She didn't need him to tell her in the first place. She wouldn't stop of course. Even if he did want her to stop, she wouldn't. She was bent on making him feel what she had felt while he was riding her. 

      "Won't you open up now, Ja?"

      The voice came again. He didn't care. The brother should stand there for all he did care. He was doing what was more important to him. He had never felt that kinda pleasure. Not in a very long time. 

     The daughter of the fisherman, Lyla who he had wanted to marry wouldn't be able to that. She seemed to have quite the principles and wouldn't learn. She would know only the little she knew. He loathed ladies like her. He needed someone like the new lady. He wished that she would not leave him. 

       "Don't leave me."

       She held his erection and fiddled with it. She was tired of sucking. She only wanted to play. She wanted to pass time. But everything she did to him seemed to tickle him. She looked up at him. He was looking at her at the moment. She didn't want to see his face. She wanted him to resume the position he had held when she was sucking. 

      She swiped her fisted hand faster and ruthlessly over his erection till some juice began to drip. She didn't know what those were. She had never seen such. She wanted to taste them. 

     She brought her mouth closer to it and opened. The juice began to drop there. It was smelly. But the pleasure didn't say that. All the pleasure could say was, twas heavenly and tasty. She licked a little of it and stood from him. 

     He held unto her and hugged her tightly while his erection fought its way into her well. She moaned. He always seemed to have her way. She hated it. She wanted him to moan like she always. Maybe because it was her first time in the business. She probably would figure how to taunt him soonest and make him feel what she did always feel. Hell of a man. 

    Even if she wouldn't be able to do it with him or to him. She would try out so many other men like him and see if she could make someone go really crazy because of her. That erection and well they had been doing. That sex they had been pruning seemed to be the best sport she had ever played. Twas the best. Even better than fiddling with and ducking the sharp, flamy and wavy tail of Poseidon's Leviathan.

         "Meet me at Ninus' tomb with the helmet. Hell knows what you're busy with."

       He heard his brother speak again. He should attend to him, but the business with the lady seemed to be more important. Twould be over soon. 

      "Maybe he isn't around."

      He could discern. Twasnt only the eldest brother that was there. His immediate younger brother was there too. He was the middle child. Like a middle born. Probably that was why he was odd. He didn't care what they call life. His perception was different. And he hated trying to explain to people about it. It sucked eigty four bags of annoyance to him. 

     He had retreat steps. He was glad that at last they were living. He couldn't possibly cope with them being outside. He needed more than privacy. 

     The lady was coiled around him as he moved her towards the wall and had her back to the wall. He didn't know that he would enjoy her that much. A trial had just birthed the best experience he had ever had in his life. Not even with any kinda lady. But with a super beautiful lady of course. He should die in the act. 

      He tried to juggle sucking her tits and riding her. That didn't go well. His back was aching because he was bent. To hell with back ache. What was back ache compared to the pleasure he was sucking. Sucking two things at a time was a rare gem he wouldn't toss to the gloom. 

      He raised his head and stood erect as his erection. He flipped it out from the well and turned her to face the wall. He made her bend and drove his erection through her back. He wanted all the style with her at that moment. He might not be able to have her ever again. 

     She was beginning to shout. He wanted her to stop. He didn't know how to do that. But she quit shouting. It seemed like she could read his mind. He was glad. 

       "Do you like it?"

     He asked as he worked her prettily hard. She murmured firstly then spoke.

      "N-o..."

       If he hadn't had sex before, he would had thought that he was marring her. He would had thought that he was hurting her. But he had several times and knew what that syllabic cut means. Of course she was enjoying the dough!

      "Maybe I should stop then."

    He chuckled. She murmured again. Then she spoke:

      "No! Don't stop. I love it."

   He laughed that time and continued. He tried to grab one of her tits at that moment but it did seem like a mill around his neck. He held her head instead and kept hitting her had. Banging her as though she was some metal doors which were wrought from corrugated irons. He wasn't getting the pleasure he wanted. He wanted more than that. 

      He decided to improvise. He bent on her and wrapped his arms around her and grabbed her boobs. Twasnt easy to move that way over her. He could squeeze her boobs then. He was kinda sharing the pleasure. That seemed good but not enough. He was tired. 

    He didn't even know what he wanted. It seemed to him as though he wanted all at a go. That was of course too much. He should get one at a time. That seemed like the way life itself works. He banged her again. She murmured. He banged again. She murmured. And again and again, she murmured. He was loving it but he was tired too.