Forthis to work all three parts must be complete." Darumar nodded,understanding but not really interested. "The third part you may finddifficult but s...ome find it very pleasant." Her gaze had dropped to hisstill erect cock during her speech but now she turned her direct stareback to his eyes. "Shall we begin?"Darumar blinked and focused on her. "Er, yes." She smiled and steppedforward, her face inches from him then she leaned forward and her warmlips pressed against his sending a wave of warmth. As soon as his convulsions ceased, my wife told him that her husband would be home any minute and that he had better go. He quickly thanked her and left the bedroom to collect his clothes and leave. My wife remained on the bed with her legs spread, pointed her glistening cunt in my direction. My cock was so hard now that it felt like I was sitting on a steel pipe. My wife rose when she knew her visitor had departed and walked over to the closet. She opened the door and I thought I would soon be. " I will," she said.My plans for a long afternoon's nap were thwarted by my new worries about Juniper. It didn't make sense for her to go back home because she was "sick" and then not to head for home when she got there.It didn't make a lot of sense for her to leave like that in the first place. Not without at least seeing Franklin in person first.And who was this "friend" in Baltimore who was evidently able to put her up on a weekday? And at an hour when the "friend" might be expected already. Don’t get me wrong, I was fine with dudes. I even liked shifting into a girl sometimes and riding the D. But I preferred boys who didn’t have beards and chest beards and butt beards. Maybe if Blackheart shaved? And stopped being evil?“What is a bloody lightsaber?” Blackheart hissed, his beard tickling at the back of my neck. “That’s a psi-sword!”“Yes, good, we’ll say that when Disney sues us!” I said, cheerfully, then realized that I was holding my sword in a fencing pose. Pff! Zombies. I held.