She wraps her arms and legs around me, and I start thrusting into her. Before me, Heather had never been fucked in different places and positions, I l...ove fucking a woman in different places and in different positions. I kiss her and then go for her neck. She turns her head to let me in. " My God, you're such a stud!" She cries out as I rock her world, my mouth on her jugular and my thick cock deep inside. She holds on with all her limbs and claws at my back. I was slamming into her hard and. The safe deposit boxes are mostly locked and we haven't gotten into them yet but from a book I found it seems the locked boxes contained bank papers. All the records in existence show that everyone's personal papers and funds were transferred to other banks when Great, Great Grandpa locked the doors and sold the deposits." Well, what were the papers you found? I'm chairman of the City Historical Society and I need to know so we can document the find in our city history books. I need to know. As we lay there we were facing each other. I had one arm around her neck, hand resting on her shoulder. I unzipped her heavy coat and slipped my other hand under her coat across her waist. Gazing into my eyes, she slowly unzipped my coat and threaded her arms inside and around me, then lifted up her face to me. She closed her eyes, and without saying a word, kissed me tenderly on the lips. Her lips were soft and creamy and again tasted faintly of strawberries. We separated momentarily,. "Of your clear and uncoerced mind?" Yes. I do."The tiles in the basement shoved aside with the sound of grinding stone. They were pushed away, as writing mass of thick, heavy, and long tentacles crawled from the ground. A pair wiggled towards me, twisting around my feet, my calves and upwards. Warm. I found them so unexpectedly warm. Other tentacles wrapped over my arms and torso in a paradoxical, binding of possession and protection. I loved it. I lusted for the Old One as soon as I was hefted.