It simply wasn’t worth the cost or trouble. I knew from Dana’s memories that this place wasn’t actually in the ground. It was non-space, like th... storage room at Joyce’s Rack.More than the magical construction of the VIP room though, I was amazed by the number of Magi present. Centered in the room was a large double-sided bar. Bartenders worked on both sides, serving drinks to Magi sitting at the bar as well as the few waitresses who carried drinks to the different sections of the room. Other. They have to satisfy themselves with kissing and stroking her dead face and fondling her cold but still supple milk swollen breasts. They placed her body in their car and drove off to where the holy man was living deep in a wooded mountainous area far away from the city. The trip took 2 days and along the way, they took turns to hug and kiss the corpse while the other one was driving. Once, a highway patrolman stopped them for speeding and one of the men had to pretend that the woman was his. I was loving this. As my balls were tightening up, I started going faster and Melee couldn’t give me a lick, but I was close to unloading my hot load, as I have so many times before with Ana bent over the table. One shot, two shots, three shots. Was it every going to stop. It felt almost like Ana’s butt muscles knew this was something special and milked me with a tighter grip. I slowed down as my balls quit driving my hot cum deep into this sweet asshole. I wondered if Melee was going to. “Are you in there, Dave?” the man asked.I tried to answer but my mouth wasn’t cooperating. “Mmmmmhmmmmm,” I managed a closed-mouth moan.“You’ve been in a coma for a year,” he explained, and then told someone to give me a little water. Someone pushed a thin straw between my parched lips and squirted a small amount of water into my mouth while I wrapped my mind around the information that I’d been in a coma for a year. If I’d been in a coma, then everything had been a dream. That made me sadder.