I am mechanical. I like it.So ... I spent quite a bit of the winter in the General Steel garage working on my hoists. I found a market for water tumbl...ed boulders as lawn ornaments and water washed ornamental stones are valuable. Architects were just entering into a decorative stage. Waterfalls, Koi ponds, indoor streams and other attempts to pacify mother nature were replacing Stark Commercial. The ‘burbs were beginning to demand Big Box stores put a quarter of their parking lots into. Slowly and inch by inch he invaded her tight ass. Half way in he stopped to let her adjust to his size then he continued. At last he was all the way inside the tight hole. He moved slowly at first fucking her easy. But soon it felt so good that he went wild and was fucking her fast and hard. In and out he went many times. He was right that she had the ass a guy loved to fuck and fuck her he was. Since he had already cum twice he was able to fuck a very long time which felt good to him but was. ‘What is it?’ A voice echoed in a void of darkness and blackness.‘Where is it?’ It did not sound from a mouth, but every direction.‘What am I doing here?’ A trace of loss was slowly becoming distinct.‘I am ... Zax’. Himself he remembered, but everything else was dulled by the surrounding.Forgetting about his closed doors training, attempt for comprehending new path, the loved ones waiting for him, enemies he must face, Zax’s awareness indolently drifted in the void, not caring for. The room was trying very hard to look like the Ollivander’s set from the “Harry Potter” movies and failing terribly with only Emma, wearing her actual Hermione school robes and Gryffindor tie that she had kept from the movies, looking even remotely authentic. Wearying a bushy brown wig Mel had brought to cover up her newer, shorter, brown hair she held her arms open wide to greet her fans. “Today we’re running a special on wand cleaning,” she announced as the group of men began slowly.