And now, his part is done. Monsieur, you are free. Xavier is no more. Your soul is no longer held ransom to the darkness." Helen smiled as she lay a g...ntle hand upon Kimberly's shoulder and squeezed. "This is Mademoiselle Kimberly and I never did catch your name the last time we met." As I just informed the lovely Mademoiselle, my name is Jacob. I do not wish to be rude, but can I get up and is there somewhere that I can wash off this muck?" He grimaced and ran his fingers through his sodden. I felt her body press against me from behind, and I let out another drop of cum.My wife scooped it with her finger, and reaching towards my face, rubbed it against my lips. I licked, licking her finger and my lips, tasting the salty fluid and cleaning my mouth.I felt her hands reach between my ass cheeks, and she pushed forward with her thighs, holding them apart. Her cold hand caressed me for a second, and I then felt her finger lightly touching my asshole. I moaned, and her lubed finger. He whirled and ran through the door with Risa right on his heels. He turned and head for the back of the restaurant where they wouldn't be seen by anyone passing. When they were out of sight he gripped Risa's arm, closed his eyes, and will them to be in his bed room. There was a sliding sensation and a jerk and they were standing in the center of his bedroom. He fell to his knees as he felt a massive drain on his energy from doing something he couldn't understand the process of. Cassie who was. Mrs. Cook was wearing a red sweater,black stretch pants, and pointed-toe pumps. Mr. Cook was a balding man of about60, dressed in a gray leisure suit, and brown sandals with black socks pulledup to his calves. ?Thomas has such a crush on you,? Mother said to Mrs. Cook. Everyone laughed. ?Well,? Mrs. Cook said, bending down and wiggling my chin, ?I think I mayhave a use for you one day.? ?I'm not sure,? Father laughed, ?His Mother and I think he may be headed fora different ?lifestyle?. Everyone.