I could see the moisture beginning to seep out, smell her arousal as I kept up a barrage of kissed around her mound. Her tongue flitted and danced al...l around my manhood as I ran my hand down the crack of her ass. I lingered at her anus, then started kissing my way to the top of her ass, then slowly dragged my tongue down her crack. Flitting my tongue around then into her ass. She gave a loud gasp, slid forward slightly, then eased back, and began working my dick like a hound on a bone. I. I chastised myself for having anunreasonable fear of flying. If it were not for that, I would alreadybe back in Los Angeles defending my besmirched reputation.A very pretty black woman dressed in a uniform like Officer Mercer'ssmiled from her desk just inside the door. "Good morning, OfficerMercer." Good morning, Wanda," he replied with the first genuinely friendlytone I had heard from him. "You need to book Dr. Winslow here." Book me!" I cried out. I was too stunned to realize until later. One day, 256 years ago a huge army gathered at the edge of the plains that bordered your family's domain. Masses of green skins, undeads, demons and even dragons had gathered under the banner of the high Lich Loric the grim.A strong defense was offered but once the three red dragons got into it the world burned and all that was left of your family were a despaired widow and a new born son that would never meet his father.They retreated to their small manor in the capital that they kept to live. Wilder looked up with an ear-to-ear grin on his face."Oh, don't worry about that," he said. "That's completely taken careof, 100% good to go!" Are you sure? Because, that's kind of important." Of course I'm sure," Wilder said, full of fake indignation. "What'sthe matter, don't you trust me?" It's not that I don't trust you, Richard. It's just..." Now, now, everything's fine. See, your identity matrix is just as youwrote it; Heather Munroe. She's you, except for no glasses." Well, alright.