If it has magic and elves, it's fantasy.(PJ) ("Elves"? Don't tell that to Spock or Yoda!)(Anne) Just for the record, for some of us, Sci-Fi is an insu...t! We fans call it SF!Editor's Note- Troublemaker! Why she even changes all Sci-Fi references to SF when she edits the logs!(Paul1954) I think you have to work at SF harder than you do magic.(PJ) I'd agree with that analysis, Paul.(Lorna) Sounds like we could adjourn to rpg/mag-sf and work on it!(Stephanie) Most SF does need some setup which. I flopped down spread eagled, my erection pointing directly at the ceiling. "You've got such a wonderful body, Jay, the picture of manly youth itself". Walter crawled onto the bed and laid down next to me. He swung his leg over and mounted me, putting his cock directly over my mouth. I couldn't see past his hanging stomach but I could feel him firmly grip my dick in his strong hand, light kisses and his tongue running up inner thigh - over my tight scrotum (driving electric shocks of pleasure. She never saw it coming and made a muffled chirping sound when his hand landed. "Just, please, lick me again like you did." "You gonna spank me like that again?" "You know I will." "Harder?" "That depends on you." "Okay, Mister. Bring me back that cock." Ford held his swollen prick in his left hand, pushing it back toward her mouth while he gently massaged the spanked place on her flank with his right. He stroked himself while her tongue lashed out again and lapped around his dome. It. Carol wasnt feeling too happy about this situation, having her sons head high up underneath her skirt and feeling as if it was going higher, but she carried on with the business of bending down and adjusting the vent, giving Andy some time to stabilise himself by raising his right hand to hold onto the front of the thigh that he had his face against. Carols legs lowered a little as she bent her knees to reach the vent control, allowing Andys face to reach even higher up the back of her thigh,.