“I think I can teleport close to five hundred thousand kilometers at a time now, with less than twenty seconds between each teleport. It definitely ...won’t take me long to get to rank fifty.”“It slows down a lot after rank fifty. At that point you’ll be able to teleport a distance of five million kilometers at a time, but rank fifty-one will take you one hundred teleports, minimum.”“Those numbers are absolutely insane. I knew you could teleport to the moon, but I didn’t realize you could teleport. " Hazel said as she stepped into the room and walked over to Kim. As she tapped on Kim's waist, a hollow sound echoed back. She then glanced over and saw the bra that was once her husband on the floor. "My, my! You two were kinky in here, weren't you. Well I guess you've learned that appearances aren't everything in a witch's house. Especially if that witch is an artist with bills to pay."Picking Tim up, Hazel put it on the mannequin that was his wife. As Tim's cups were filled with the plastic. “Jesus k**, you have to give me a little warning here.” “ I’m sorry, I ,I, I, jesus I haven’t cum in a week. All that dancing, jeez I was so fucking horny...I couldn’t wait.”Carol laughed and teasingly took the last drop of cum oozing out of Chen’s little dick onto her finger and up into her mouth. She then took his penis between her lips and licked the cum from under the head and over the head. She did this slowly, licking and suckling on the head, just the head of his quickly swelling. Darren had said it was a war. In a war you had to kill or be killed. Shaun was not a murderer, but he knew people who were. He never thought he’d take Hector Gustov up on his offer that he’d made him over twenty years ago, but if that’s what it took to end this threat, he’d make the call. Sitting in his home office Shaun dialed a long forgotten number. Before the phone could ring, someone hung up the phone. Shaun looked up into the face of his house keeper and friend, Mrs. King. She stopped.