But is it a woman? Is it H'adĭn, showing me her real self?'The woman spoke in a low, anxious whisper. "Oh, my hips and ribbons, I shall be late for t...he Sultan. Girl, come with me. He needs you." Lacie rose, the vision took her by the hand. Together they ran, down the slope and into the sea.Out of the sea, from under their feet, rose a big four-master. All around them sailors raised masts, set rigging and unfurled the huge sails that would take them…to where? As the ship rose, water poured from. She turned a bright crimson and made a shrieking 'mmfff' noise. All I could do was tuck my cock back into my pants, and shake my head wearily, turning away to give her privacy to finish her 'fix'. We didn't speak of that day again.I can't bring myself to address this issue straight-on. I know, I know she'd deny having a quote-unquote problem, but oh, she does. Not only does she seem to have an insatiable appetite for the packing tape, and, yes, the Styrofoam worms as well, but an actual fetish. Over the next couple of minutes, clothing got removed until they were both naked. Lorna was shown to have large tits with hard protruding nipples and quite a hairy cunt. Michael's erect penis was certainly not one to be ashamed of. Michael had not yet seen Lorna's bare arse, but he certainly got a good feel of it as they came together to kiss again.Then Michael's fingers were working fast in Lorna's already wet cunt as she wanked his cock. They then moved to the bed as Lorna guided Michael's. He settled himself in for a comfortable rest after the strain of picking his way over dangerous ground and reached for a cigar. He watched a couple of wagons of freight pass below his vantage point, as well as one rider who aroused his suspicions but kept on going without pause. Soon, the coach had passed and Josh was ready to return to Smithville, this time without being so tired.He got back to town before the coach and was waiting at the terminal when they pulled in with a flourish, the guard.