It’s a shame I’ll never get to meet him. So tell me, who was your ancestor?”“Darius Sunblade,” he said quietly, remembering the visions from... the Stone.Surprise flashed across her face, then became sadness as Elaina sat forward, compassion in her voice. “Oh, Aran. That cannot have been an easy thing to learn.”“It wasn’t,” he replied ruefully, manifesting an armchair of his own so he could sit. As he did, the chair widened itself just enough for two people, and Elaina appeared next to him, her. Fucking hell, my cock was being taken care of, Jane was writhing about as she started to have her first of many orgasms in my face, her squirting is in my face I thought, my cock down John's throat, with his fingers probing my arse, fucking hell!!!!!! I was the luckiest guy alive I though.Jane pulled my hair and pulled me up towards he, her cum dripping from my mouth, we start passionate, deep kissing, John had progressed to rimming my anus and reaching around wanking my cock, my balls were. .." Not now!" she shouted.He turned silently and walked out the front door. He stood on the front porch for a minute, his mind spinning out of control."There has to be a way to make her understand," he thought. He walked slowly to his car parked out at the curb and put his two bags in the back and looked back at the front window. There was no sign of her. He got in the car and drove slowly away, not certain where he was going.Ingrid collapsed on the sofa and put her head back and let her breath. Maybe ....when I'm an old man." He tousled her hair and smiled at her. It was always fun to banter with her. She was adorably spunky as she tried to get better and better with the men, and she always made him smile. She left with the boy, but after she was outside, she stuck her head back in the door again. "Pressie, I'm going to take you this week." And then she ducked back out before he could answer. His answer was a laugh and a smile. .....................