Earthbones flared golden, bathing the bridge in truth. Wood appeared beneath his feet, the glamour broken by the reality of stone.Kyle swung.His sword...bit into the bear's shoulder, driving deep into its chest. Far deeper than it should have, cleaving through thick hide, tough sinew, and heavy bones. Blood splashed warm and salty on his face, then the hulk slammed into him. Breath whooshed, the world tumbled around him. Wood rushed up and a painful thud shot through him.He rolled, gasping for. It was in a shed where it had been stored after his grandparents had died. It was so plain that no one else in the family had coveted it and it had begun to show the signs of ill attention with the wood looking dried. They had commented at the strange design of the seat and his mother had told him that it was grandma’s knitting chair. The explanation seemed plausible enough… plenty of room at the from for a wide lap to work from and narrowing at the back in an almost ‘Y’ shape to allow the. My sweet wife was delighted, since she was enjoying her usual summer off from work and when I brought it up with her she was eager to go. Next day I drove to a near town from home; I completed my business during early afternoon; so we got the evening to enjoy some time together.Ana and I freshened up and spent a while shopping and walking the streets. The sun was setting so we decided to find someplace for a romantic dinner before we headed back to our hotel room for a night of hot sex. We. I glanced at my nipples hardening under the hot water as I slipped my hand between my legs and grazed my hard clit. A moan escaped my lips and I couldn't resist giving into the pleasure. Cupping my mound, I slipped a finger into my tight cunt, surprised at the wetness inside. I leaned over, placing one hand on the shower wall to give me stabilization for what was to come. I brought my finger to my mouth tasting my sweet nectar, wishing she was here to enjoy my taste. Slipping two fingers inside.