It was along the lines of the women I still held within the shield bubble. In time, I would find them. The three would need my help as I was the only ...ne able to do so without becoming like the woman I still held in the shield bubble.The elder male elf gave to me an ornate elven bow looking right out of Tolkien’s imagination. Accompanying it was an equally elaborate wooden quiver with at least two dozen arrows with white feather fletching. When I took the gifts from them, they walked behind me. I sat on the edge of the bucket peeking through the hole curious as to what is happening on the other side of the hole. Just as I leaned forward to spy through the glory hole a semi erect black cock poked its way through stopping inches from my face. "That's incredible" I whispered barely audible to my visitor through the wall, before scooting closer to the wall. I paused to inspect his thick plump black piece of meat before leaning forward to wrap my lips around the thick head.The black man. ..want it...in me...all of...it."Sanity fled. Now she was laying back, her legs spread wide and raised. I came over her and she guided me into her.I was drawn down into the sucking, clinging wetness of her vagina. I could feel it convulsively gripping and releasing my penis. She was drawing me into her deeper and deeper. For a moment I wanted her to suck all of me into her – perhaps a desire to return to her womb?She had given me the freedom to put my seed into her, and whereas with other women. She truly enjoyed her clients and built a stable of regulars who tipped very well. Several of them qualified for bareback too. She always loved the feeling of semen sprayed deep.Mary liked the sex but felt unfulfilled in other ways. All the dressing up and fancy meals just weren’t like her real self. Plus, she struggled with her weight. When her favorite client, Maynard, asked her to marry him she took it seriously.She did have some questions, “My dear man, I like you a lot but I’m not sure it.