..I looked around, since I noticed my sweet wife was out of sight. Lana giggled, saying that my wife had gone to the ladies’ room.An entertainer’s...voice announced the next show: now we would meet “Annie, the killer legs’ blondie…”Lana laughed loud as we heard the introduction.My jaws then dropped, as I saw the “killer legs’ blondie” was my wife.Ana was there on stage, wearing now a short tartan skirt, a white blouse and white stockings, standing on sexy high heels. She looked like a perfect. The warmth engulfed my dick-head, softly parting like a thick gel; mom’s vagina let me sink/slide (slink?) deeper inside her body. Now we were one, again, forever, and always, at least until we couldn’t cum any more.Then we’d take a break. But that wasn’t yet! As mom predicted, the tanks were topped off and the pounding was full throttle. This was the moment the T-H-R-O-B-B-I-N-G peaked, as it was meant to happen. The point that the big pulse, like a shock wave traveling from my. "Apparently, my future self had gone home, discovered this, and took action. When I got home, I discovered two people trussed up in my house, waiting for me to dispose of. I sent them back to Spain in about the 1500's. Not a good time to be different from others."So when my future self did all this, then called me and told me what he had done, It caused a fracture in reality, a split. While I found these guys, he had stopped something that had happened. I really don't like changing reality.. "You could." She said lightly, "Naylor would be disappointed."His eyelids lowered briefly, and Sophia breathed a silent sigh of relief. Bren was annoyed at the idea of Naylor getting a date with her. That was a start.She rose and put her tools away, pursuing the advantage. "I could put the Warlock back together myself. I have once already. He's the best ship I've ever run." She wiped her hands off on a rag and sat at her ease in the navi's chair. Bren stood and watched her, his jaw clenched.She.