I repeat my motion over and over, feeling my balls become drenched with you, smelling your scent of woman in heat, feeling your pussy muscles grasp at... me as I retreat.You dig your nails into my chest and lift your hips to meet me as I drive back in. I move faster until we are fucking for release. I'm grunting. My sweat drips onto your face and breasts. Your nipples are swollen like pebbles. Your grunts turn into squeaks as your face contorts. Your pussy becomes wetter and tighter. Each time I. It was time for lunch anyway.Marge was waiting for us when we reached our apartments.“You guys have an early appointment this morning?” she asked on seeing us.“Yes, we had a meeting to attend,” Chris told her, and Marge’s eyebrows went up.“A meeting?”“It concerned some people who want our family’s land near Atlanta,” I told her.“Let me know if you need any help,” she volunteered.“We and they can handle it,” I assured her before we all entered the apartment that Chuck and I share.“Marge has good. After a while I thought I felt hands rubbing my breasts and sliding inside my clothes, but I was too drunk to care. I woke up once, when we stopped and three other guys got in the back seat, then went back to sleep.I felt the car stop and hands helping me out and inside. I thought I was home. I was walked upstairs and into a bedroom. Strange hands guided me toward the bed. In my drunken state, I assumed I was home and my husband was getting me ready for bed.One of the guys pulled back the. ”Har-Hi sighed.”I was certain you would say that, hot that I appreciate your visit and presence, but you are an entity of god-like level and hardly waste time on a simple Dai if it wasn’t necessary.”“Har-Hi, I am not a god. Far from it, but you share the vicinity with an entity that will be the closest definition of an omniscient, omnipotent condition able to alter the fabric of space and time.”“It is about Erica, is it?”“Only indirect, Har-Hi. She is not aboard, I came to see you.”They had.