Slowly I removed her top and saw her black bra waiting to be ripped open. I removed her palazzo with my teeth and kissed her navel. She was going mad ...ith her moans. Now Rimi was just in her undergarments which was a delicious sight. She pulled off my shirt and unbuckled my denim.She took the shaft in her hand playing with the foreskin and licking it with her juicy lips with saliva dripping from it. We kissed again. I ripped her bra making those melons jump out. I fondled them, pinched them,. “Yes, well the human ones at least all have the equivalent of Seers,” Morgana replied.“And the non-human Earths?” I asked.“God alone knows, John. We presume a lot about them as we rarely interact. We have nothing they really want and they don’t really like or trust us as we outnumber them by a huge margin,” Morgana replied.“Well, we don’t really bother them ... well, our Earth anyway,” I replied“Us no, but the Tuatha Dé Danann have not exactly got a great track record when it comes to dealing. I was ecstatic at what I saw when I walked through our bed room door. On our bed was my wife on top of him in a 69 position sucking his fat black cock and she kept her mouth full of his thick black cock when she looked up at me. She was giving him an awesome blow job while he had his face and tongue buried in her tight white pussy. I watched while he made her orgasm with his tongue and fingers and made her slobber all over his thick black cock. Looking at the thickness of his cock I knew her. She’s not part of today’s Session but for some reason She’s wearing a low-cut top and I’m going boss-eyed already. She’s not surprised of course, She knows I’m a wanker and seeing cleavage, even just in photos, is enough to make me cum in my pants. Then I’m into the studio and there is the beautiful Goddess Miss Danica, the girl I’ve worshipped since the 80s, the girl who made me cum in my pants more than any other girl in the magazine era, and She knows that. She knows that last time we were.