"Have I been summoned?" Travis asked with rising hope in his heart. The motes dipped once and sped to the door. He grabbed his coat from the rack and ...ollowed them out into the frigid wind. Instead of leading him to his truck, the motes surged down the street towards the end of the industrial buildings where a small stand of woods marked the boundary of the industrial park. Travis ran after them feeling the cold air burn his lungs as he pumped his legs.He hopped the fence and ran into the. Peter came through after Chris had left their order with him and congratulated them."You don't hang about," he teased Jerry."Surprised myself," grinned Jerry.There was no one else they knew there but Friday evening and Sunday lunchtime were a different matter. Everyone seemed genuinely delighted for them. Again Zoë was not with them. She had gone to spend the weekend with an old school friend.That evening they rang round the relations again and arranged the get together for the weekend of. He moved over closer to her as she talked, their eyes met and volumes were spoken. He leaned to her and kissed her, the passion was full of fiery electricity. He broke the kiss and held her hand as she stood and they went inside. He led her to the bed and began removing the black scarves attached to her and her outfit, then removed the skirt and let I drop to the floor. He opened the vest and kissed the cleavage as it spilled out, all the while she was fumbling with his clothes, and finally she. He then started to pump it inside her, which immediately turned her groans into moans. He started making longer and harder thrusts over time, allowing her vaginal walls to adjust to the extreme stretching.Soon he was pulling his entire hand out right to the knuckles before thrusting it back in. With his fingers extended, he couldn't get much deeper, so he stopped for a moment and began tucking his fingers into a fist. The diameter of his fist was much larger than his hand and Sonya felt the.