‘Cockus Protectum. Spermaticus Wardem.’ Millicent began to recite the words as Doubledong drove even harder and faster. ‘Cockus Protectum! Sperm...ticus Wardem!’ Millicent’s voice began to rise as she felt her vaginal muscles clamping on Palmus’ thick blood engorged cock. Palmus drove hard and deep. His cock was on fire and ready to unleash a torrent of sperm at any moment. It was imperative though that he and Millicent work together to ensure maximum protection to the home. Millicent knew that. I think we should do it again.’ The next morning we were back at it. Sally came out in her overalls and took the list from the post and started inventorying the planks. When we finished the log we were cutting she came over and told me to shut the mill down, it was time to start planking. A rabbet, or notch had been cut the length of the keel for the edge of the first plank to fit into. I cut a matching bevel on the edge of the plank. We coated the joint with a modern sealant and nailed the. You see, a certain engineering v.p. from Positron Semiconductor just happened to have in his possession the plans and specs for a newly-developed ultra-fast 16-bit microprocessor chip. Yeah, I know, I know, nowadays a 16-bit CPU is old hat, laughable even. But this was almost 30 years back, and Intel was only just getting ready to release an 8-bit CPU that would stand the computer industry on its ear. So, yes, the Positron P-16062 seemed like pretty hot shit at the time.Here's where the plot. His eyes never leaving hers. She wanted to scream out and beg him to finally fuck her, but his words echoed in her head and she let out a small whimper which turned to a stifled moan as he slid into her. ‘Good bloody hell,’ he whispered as his weight settle slightly on to her, held only a breath away by his powerful forearms. Complete…that was how she felt at that moment. It was perfection. Like her body had been made for him, and only him. The sense of familiarity was overwhelming as he began.