I have fantasies, and I'll share them with you. Fantasies aren't bad, Eddie. They're just thoughts." The whole time she was half-whispering to me, she... was kissing my neck, nibbling on my ear, and still grinding her wetness against my now raging cock. "Do you want to hear things that I think about sometimes? Hmm?"Of course I did. I think. "Yes." My reply was a whisper.Her breath was in my ear, her voice so sultry. "I wonder. I have such dirty thoughts, so many bad things in my imagination." I. Either that or I’m just nervous.”“They’re in that cooler right in front of you. Open one for me, would you?”She handed him the open beer and said, “I didn’t expect to be taken on a moonlight canoe ride. Does this mean you’re officially courting me?”Kenny laughed, “Not officially, no. It’s just that what we have to talk about is nobody’s business but ours, and I want to make sure no curious souls are within ear-shot. Kids can be pretty darned sneaky.”And while he had the floor, he thought he may. .now you pussy take it all."And take it all I did. I felt his swelling cock ram hard, his pubes grinding into my crack. The warmness of his cum brought a contented and satisfied well-fucked sigh from me as I relished in the warm glow of having my ass thoroughly fucked. When Trig leaned over me and kiss my panting lips I knew I was no longer Bets' boyfriend, but was now Trig's fuck and suck boy-toy.Things worked out pretty good. Bets and I kept our apartment. The only difference was Jill moved. A spy-eye held to its opening relayed an image of the scene on the other side, showing a large central room with several doors opening off from it. In the center of the room a clumsy construction of rods and coils had to be one of Jordan's portals, a control panel mounted on a desk by its side. There was nobody in the room at the moment, the portal quiescent. The only sounds to be heard were from a small generator outside the building as it recharged its heavy bank of batteries.Amy eased the.