His hands went right to my ass, squeezing the cheeks appreciatively. I could feel his friend's eyes on me, and enjoyed being the center of attention.A...nd his kiss of greeting set this restless itch aglow off in the distance. After two or three torrid kisses, he pulled away."What?" I asked."Um, Noreen, this is um, Ray, a good friend of mine." Nice to meet you Ray," I said as he came to stand beside us. I looked him over; eyes to die for and a very sexy smile along with some wild brown hair. I. It makes it's way past the belt line of her tight light blue jeans, slithering past the blue and green striped panties, I play with the peach fuzz she had of a bush recently shaved but unmaintained. I remove my hand and unbutton her jeans for easier access. She begins grinding against me, my cock swollen and weeping to escape. I slide her pants down until they are just above her knees, I play with my prize, a golden haired honey pot, my first vagina. IT is warm and slick. MY fingers slide in. She ran her own company, which she'd built from the ground up and she was just as tough and demanding as any successful man. She'd made it a rule never to play around with her employees. She hadn't really missed men all that much until she saw her fantasy man shoving that hard cock into her sister. Suddenly all the passion she'd denied bubbled to the surface.Robby gripped her blouse at the neck with both hands and pulled the halves apart. Buttons popped and flew everywhere as he flexed his. "That was the best I could do, Master." You did not use the medallion." We tried that. The small pain is distracting. We can get the same results without a medallion." Does the Church know this procedure?" I do not know, Master. I simply tired it and it worked. Currently it works better if I energise Osston's shield and he does mine. I think that's the way they were designed but I could be wrong. I don't believe the stigga energise their own shields. On the other hand, I think the shield was.