It was common pottery with no designs, patterns, or drawings inscribed. "Probable the water or oil jar of some poor slave," Kim thought. She noticed t...at the wooden stopper was loose. Kim pulled at the stopper. As soon as the wooden plug was removed, Kim's senses were filled with the sweet odor of roses and the sight of a light mist escaping from the jar. In a moment the shimmering figure of a man stood before her."What is this?" Kim was startled."You have freed me." The voice of the shadow was. “Damnnn..she do know how to suck a dick,” He groaned as he breathed in hard. Quentin heaved with each slow grind on my clit and reached forward to touch my breasts. He tweaked and pinched my nipples extremely hard and I cried in pain. “Hehe, she really does like it,” Quentin stopped grinding and picked up the pace. “Let's see if we can make this bitch cum on my dick.” He grabbed my legs and lifted them high in the air, with a muscular jolt, he thrust himself in my pussy and fucked me without. “Couldn’t give you somethin’ all musty and sweaty-smelling. Changed while I ran, already in trouble with Mr. Stevens. Gotta run, backpack’s still in the quad. Go change!”She squeezed the garment in her hands. It was still warm.“Emily?” Brian asked, but she refused to look up at him. “…You okay?”Emily didn’t respond.“Emily?”“What?”“You alright? You’re gonna be late for class,” he pointed out.“No, you are,” Emily retorted, a bit more harshly than she’d intended. “Why’d… why’d you even bother?”“I. So what’s this other idea you have?”“I’ll tell you when we get back to my place. Grab your things and we’ll head over in my car.”Reggie helped me collect my sweats and bags before piling ourselves into his car and driving to his house. Reggie was very wealthy and lived just outside of Clearwater. He had this really fantastic house on the ocean. An interior decorator furnished it with patterns from across the Atlantic, majestic items from the far east and beautiful elements from many exotic.