Also problematical, according to Adsila, was that the entrance wasn’t always accessible due to the fortress re-arranging itself every so often.“Wo...ld they detect a phase shift?” Róisín asked.“No, but the walls will not permit it,” Adsila replied.“What about a weave?” I enquired.“It may be possible, but we’d have to time it precisely,” Adsila nodded thoughtfully.“Best bet will be during the guard change as various squads go through and they won’t be expecting it either, plus they’ll have to drop. Allison felt a look of shock appear on her face. That was pulled?Yeah. Not well, but enough that it wasn’t the best he could have hit with.“Are you okay Kenshi Allison?” Ken asked.Allison breathed in and out a few times, then turned back towards Ken. “Yes Kenshi Ken. Please continue.” Allison resumed her footing as Ken did the same. Okay, focus on Ken. The next punch snapped towards her stomach, and moved the pad just in time. Only a few more, and he’ll be done.Watch out precious. Sometimes Ken. ..I mean that too."She smiled and wanted, first to hug him, and then to kiss him. She did neither and said "Lay down, okay. I'm going to sit on your face." Her words sounded like that of an angel and he did as asked. She started to sit down, over his mouth, over his tongue, and he watched and waited as her wide and luscious pussy came closer and closer and closer.Plop! Ohhhhhh...man...she smelled good and with that his tongue engaged its services. It eased up and out. First her lips. Mmmmmm.. Days later, I was doing my washing in the communal laundry annex that’s situated on the complex where I live. Trust me, I was far from in the mood to be wistfully sorting the darks and the lights from the giant pile of dirty clothes. I resented that even this mundane task was tinged with loneliness. OK, I admit, I was wallowing, but can you blame me? I digress! Lost in my thoughts, I didn’t notice someone coming into the laundry room, not until the person plonked their washing basket down on.