Raz reached down and took my hand in hers, guiding it up toward her belly. She planted it there, encouraging me to touch her, watching with a smile as... I traced the contours that her abs carved in her tummy with my fingers. It was like they were hewn from stone, muscles the size of my fist hiding beneath her glass-smooth skin, flexing as I brushed them. I dared to plant my other hand on one of her massive thighs, as thick around as my torso. I slid up toward the hem of her tight shorts, sinking. .those situations that remark and emphasis my lackings..as I was behind her,entering her,I saw her roll her eyes back,in a "this it's gonna be boring.." kind of way..a thing that I usually love to see..but this time was different and my head went somewhere else..somewhere I wasn't expecting..and it was maybe a second or two but my brain was racing and had so many thoughts in that time it felt so much more..and I got immediately soft..just somedays before that I've had my fist 9+" cock..a big. Writing this, is the third time I cry in ten minutes. Firstly the music. Secondly as result at a flash of million memories.Thirdly from this romantic short erotic encounter, like from a famous novel which won world wide amazing attention."Sir, You do look like Frits van der Ploeg! Did you perhaps live here for some years, much more many years back?" Well by Jove, I am indeed!" (Influence of his father G. J. van der Ploeg, who spoke no other tonguesbut was good at quotes, like all of us after. "But, it'sempty - she isn't here!"He accidentally bumped into Beecham;s kneeling form as he spoke, and shehissed at him in return. Botanicus activated the communicationsconsoleand was able to contact Septimus Prime. When he got through to Prime,he said:"We've found Athena Supreme's vessel, but she isn't here. We think shemight have wandered off after the crash, possibly in a dazed or injuredstate!"But Prime roared with laughter and shut off the channel without sayinganything further."Stay.