We found another barricade, again swiftly put up and hiding several Drow behind it. This time though, Morgana simply approached it, deflecting several...initial bolts until she stood within speaking distance.“We will permit non-combatants to surrender and be removed to Tír na nÓg. Any who wish to remain and fight after this will be obliged,” she stated loudly in Fae.“We will never surr...” came a reply followed by a choked off gasp and a flowing mass of grey dust from the barricade.Slowly and. This close I could see that the lips of her pussy were puffy and very pink. My wife's clit was engorged and clearly visible.Reaching the house Laura slid the rear door open then reached back and grabbed my now limp cock, tugging me inside by it. As we stepped into the dark of the house I looked back out at my wife and saw her unlocking her ankles from behind Todd's back. Instead of placing them flat or moving to get up she hooked her knees on Todd's arms. The new position lifted her hips. I sat there massaging my now hard cock through my jeans while eagerly looking out for Mrs O who predictably was one of the last to emerge. She stood by the entrance scanning the car park until she noticed the car and slowly made her way toward me. She had unbuttoned her overcoat revealing her tight white top and tight fitting knee length black skirt and her exposed bare legs all the way down to her black leather ankle boots.As she made her way over she began to slowly inch the skirt higher and. I’m not an auto shop kind of guy, but although my Fairlane looks rough on the outside, it runs great. I change the oil and filters myself. Cruising north on the Interstate with the engine purring away made me grin. I had absolutely no complaints about my life. I had the smartest, sexiest, most beautiful wife in the world, a healthy, pretty daughter, and a Ford V-8 taking me to the north country.If I had a ton of money, and the auto mechanic skills, I’d replace the 272 Y-Block with a more modern.