"Please help me save my daughter," the woman pleaded "My name is Alison Day..." Lan's eyes went back to the PDA video. She wasn't just a pretty face. ...The woman radiated spirit and resolve rather than despair and hysterics. He felt tightness in his chest, a shadow of his past in his thoughts.Cone looked at the speed differential of the rescue ships to the woman and the distance to the edge of space, where the upper atmosphere would begin the fiery process of incinerating the yacht. The. Greeting her on Saturday morning I found her to be dressed in a skimpy wife beater and loose shorts rather than her normal uniform. Her hair was glossy and shone in the light, tucked through the back of her ball cap rather than anchored by her ray-bans. Our now customary hug revealed a strong aroma of watermelon from her hair and coconut on her skin, positively edible I remember thinking. We headed to the sandy cove with a few chilled bottles of Sam Adams summer ale and a selection of cold cuts. I was looking at myself earlier,you see, and I still have my... my yon...."The elder smiled, patting the girl on the shoulder. "Of course you do,my dear. You didn't realize? We all carry the blade and bowl with us,together. It is what gives us our magic, makes us a bridge between thetwo, as well as... well, certain other things. You know that only aDagas can give birth to a king? Well, how did you think that happens?" I... I hadn't thought about it." Well, now you know." The elder strode back. I backed off and watched a rope of jism shoot across the booth to he other wall. The grunts were more pronounced now as I continued to stroke. Once the cock was drained to a flaccid appendage, I licked the last drops from the head and then directed my attention to the opposite wall.There was already a cock sticking through the gloryhole. Much thicker and a little larger than the previous cock. When I touched it, it flinched. The pulsations were visible as the blood pumped through the veiny.