"Just how do you propose that someone open a Portal with any kind of accuracy without the need of a Focus?" the Guild Master demanded, as if half-expe...cting Q'yros to declare that he had invented something to that effect himself."That is what I am talking about, Master Q'ixanna. Perhaps we need to rethink the problem. Perhaps they have found a way to direct a Portal without the need of a focus. Or the focus is somewhere we cannot see." That is a preposterous idea."Why, because you didn't think. My fingers trailed up it and found the button.“Crap,” I groaned. I hated Mondays. They were always the—Did last night really happen? I shot up in bed, my heart thudding in panic and looked at my wife. The covers spilled back, revealing her lush, naked body. Betty was still in great shape, her large breasts soft pillows that I loved to play with. Her eyes opened, a pleased smile on her face.“Morning,” she purred.“Honey...did we...?” I swallowed. Did I really want to know? Had we really molested. Quite frankly, Ididn't know they made them that big! With that little ceremony over,Gunnar positioned himself between my outstretched legs, and let hismonster rest against my hole. Paige now began to rub and gently pinch mynipples, kissing me on the cheek, and just when I was a bit distracted,Gunnar jammed his huge cock into my ass with all the gentleness of a bombexploding!The pain was tremendous at first, but as he began humping my exposed ass,I felt a tremendous wave of pleasure at being. The constant love and attention of Henry made her radiant. At the end of the fortnight they returned to London bubbling with vitality and happiness. Jean was thrilled as was Samantha's director. He had been worried that one of his stars had burned out.They invited Mr Ellis, Corporal Tomes and the team of escorts with wives and girlfriends to dinner. It was a huge success once initial shyness was overcome. Samantha complained of stomach ache from laughing so much. All the guests were captivated.