I dived to one side as a blast of hellfire came up the corridor scorching everything in sight including the dust cloud, partially fusing the walls and... setting the floorboards alight. Dodging back out I sent a compression spell back down the corridor catching the now exposed Mage who had sent the hellfire blast at me. The force of the spell caught him and his injured companion and lifted and slammed them against the far wall of the corridor rendering him unconscious and killing his. A related concern had been on Muriel's mind. As Dale had sensed, she was ready for sex with Clark. Actually, she had been ready for a long time, except for the lingering feelings of unfaithfulness to her dead husband. As a staff member of Transformations, she had heard and believed that one partner being comfortable with nudity while the other was not could create dangerous tension in a relationship. Her conundrum was what to do about it. She had talked it over with Julia, and now was the time. At first Terry thought he was fat, but as he squeezed into the doorway to let a family pass. Terry realized it was only a loose shirt. While Terry stammered out an affirmative to the lunch request, he looked closer at the young man. The shirt was a necessity to fit his oversize chest and arms. Art crossed his arms and pulled the fabric taut. Terry tried to keep his mind on food as he realized Art's arms were not only bigger around than Terry's thighs, but nearly as big as his waist! Art smirked. Were both moaning, and his hands are on my hips, guiding them… I slowly pull away, then look at Trevor. You should be on toppp now, I murmur, smiling. He gets on top of me, positioning himself at my snatchs entrance, and pushes in, leaning down to kiss me. We kiss as his hips move, pushing innnnnn and outtttt, my legs wrapping around him and my hands tangling themselves into his hair. We keep going, until his breathing changes more, and he pulls out all the way before pushing back inside me, my.