So why am I here?”“Oh, you’d prefer a seamless experience? I thought you might prefer to roll for your HP gain! Although, maybe I should have wa...iting for when you go to sleep rather than just the end of the encounter...”I looked down at the small, three-sided pyramidal die on the tabletop, floating in the void. It gleamed.My old nemesis.I held up a hand. “Uh, while I’m here, can I ask some questions? There are things about this experience that have been bothering me.”“Sure, go ahead.”“Okay.. The lust friction caused my dick to get hard again. My eyes were staring at her huge boobs. I put my hands over both her boobs and started cupping them.At that time, Swati put my dick again inside her Pucci (pussy) and started riding me, rubbing her pussy over my crotch. I started moaning as my meat felt the inner walls of her hole.Me: (cupping the boobs) Mom, your globes. Oh, Mom, your globes are just good as pressure-relief balls.Swati: Every part of my body is a pressure relief part. Press. Of course, about that same time, the recreational boaters will start up, too. It’s going to be noisy on the river, too.”“So take me somewhere...”“Okay. Let me fire up the engine.”“Okay.”She followed me, watched me open the enclosure that held my working relic of an engine.“I didn’t expect THAT,” she said. “What is it?”“That, my dear, is a Norwegian fishing boat engine. They don’t make ‘em like that any more.”“Belongs in a museum,” she said as I checked the oil level.“Ah, it’s a sweet thing from. He then brought his other hand close to my blouse and used his little finger to slightly pull the blouse. A little bit later, I felt sharp chills on my tits. He had dropped ice cubes inside my blouse, and because I wasn’t wearing a bra, the cubes were in direct contact with my tits and I was feeling the heat along with the chills.“You like it, huh?” he said, his thumbs fiddling with the ice cubes in my blouse from the outside.“Ooooh God! I like it baby, I love it.”“I asked you to wear a tight.