So, somewhere along the way, Elnore decided he wanted a 'sword'. Whatever he was thinking about at that time is 'programmed' into that sword: density,...planar force, morph-ability and literally every aspect that it displays. From your description, I'd say he was looking for a maintenance free, unstoppable, cutting tool, with a morph phase and detection abilities thrown in for good measure. Did that help at all?"Rick grinned at him and said, "Believe it or not, that actually did a bit. Wonder. "Not tonight, Charley. This woman is all mine. I'm in no mood to share," I thought to myself. The cabbie managed to notice the light was green and pulled slowly forward. Your mouth was still savoring my cock and vice versa. Your fingers had a steady rhythm now. You were lost in a world of sensation. I couldn't help myself. I had to touch you, too. I reached into your skirt, covered your hand with mine and buried my longest finger instantly into your pussy. Your skirt fell open enough for the. That makes me feel a little better." "Can you take off the tank top? I'll be able to rub your stomach better without it in the way." She asks. I do as she asks without much thought. She keeps rubbing my stomach in circles, slowly making the circles bigger and bigger. Soon her fingertips are brushing against my breast. I have decent, c-cup breasts. I breathe in deeply as Whitney sneaks her fingers under my bra and her fingers brush my nipples. She repeats the action again, this time with a. The woman was silent for a few seconds and then 'in a matter of fact way' said. "I know something that you could do, that could account for time"."Oh! What is that?" he asked."You could fuck me", she said. "My husband is away for this weekend, we have a very active sex life, and generally he mounts me at least twice a day, sometimes even three times, now I'm randy. I haven't been fucked since Friday evening; it is now late Saturday evening. So if you would like a nice slow screw..." She didn't.