”“Going is one thing. Getting there is quite another.” She busied herself getting out another bag of chips and gathering three more beers from t...e fridge.“What would it take for you to do him?”She stopped in mid-stride and looked at her husband. “Nothing,” she said. “He and I have been screwing for three months. Anything else?”“You’re shitting me,” Kevin said.“No, I’m not. His puppy-dog act got to me, so I knocked him to the floor, sucked his cock, mounted him, and fucked him until we both. Was what you saw the same pattern as that in the amulet?" "I ... I don't think so." The pain seemed on the verge of coming back as she pondered the question. The Old Man took pity on her. "It wasn't. What you saw was the inherent magic in the amulet which... as you may have noticed, was not the same as the pattern you saw in me." "And what does that mean?" "Simply put, the magic in the Medallion of Osiris is older than I am. I knew that the medallion had the power to grant three wishes, and I. She'd forgotten how exposed she felt undressing here, just a few feet from the sidewalk where the occasional pedestrian walked by. Nobody seemed to look her way, though, except for Steve. She had his full attention. Shanika pulled her tee shirt off and slipped off her sandals. She came dressed in clothing that would be easy to get out of knowing that she'd be traveling nude. Like a slave."That's ok, take your time," he encouraged her, "I could watch you all day."She pulled down her pants. She could sense it and encouraged me to “take that pussy”. She didn't need to ask twice. I rammed the dick home in one stroke. Sometimes you have to ease into a fuck and adjust. Sometimes it just works from the first stroke. This was the latter. We just went at it. Now that the gloves were off, she became a dirty talking slut and I loved it . She begged me to pound that fat ass and I complied. Like I said, it had been a minute since I had sex so it did not take much of this to get me.