I blew it!We were still exchanging the little sexy stories on tape about every six weeks. Even though it was fun and exciting, I think we were both st...rting to stretch for story lines.What to hell! This would be PERFECT!!! I made up a little story about Robin and Duane. I couldn't wait to give it to her.I gave it to her one night that the weather "was pretty dreary outside. As usual, I went outside and waited with an "anticipation" hard on to see how she would react. How hard would she cum this. „Wie raus?“ Trotz der Penetranz des Typs wurde ich neugierig.„Siehst du den Spalt dort?“ Er deutete auf einen Riss in der rotglühenden Felswand.„Ich bin tod nicht blind.“„Und was denkst du warum ein Wachdämon dort steht?“Gute Frage. Ein großer dummer großer Dämon mit Keule stand daneben.„Ich hab welche Belauscht. Das ist ein Übergangsriss. Wer dort durchschlüpft ist wieder in der Welt der Lebenden."„Was man ist dann wieder lebendig?“ fragte ich verblüfft.„Nicht ganz“ druckste er. „Du bist dann. .. Do you really feel that's necessary?"Mrs. Roberts ran her fingers lightly through my hair."I would feel just terrible if anything happened to your valuables," sheresponded, rocking her shoulders back and forth, holding my head evenmore firmly to her ample bosoms. "Do you mind? Maybe it's just silly ofme..." No, no... I understand," I mumbled, not thinking clearly. "If you thinkit's for the best. Sure. Okay." Oh thank you. I just knew you would understand and obey. Could I havethem now?"Mrs.. Her hips settle back down as she catches her breath, her face aglow, red and raw like that meat on my plate.Once more, she giggles softly and says, “Did you enjoy that?”“I did,” I say, nodding eagerly, always smiling, my hand still gripped tight. “You were great. So great. I’ve never wanted a woman so much.”“Do you really mean it?”I spot a glimmer of intrigue in her eyes.“Yes, I do,” I say. “I want to touch you.”“Really?” Her brow spikes.“Yes,” I urge and shift forward. “I want to hold you.