Harrison is one of them. I’m one hundred and fifty years from my family so they’re as good as dead as far as I’m concerned, and the reverse is t...ue for me because I’ll never see them again while alive. These people caused that and I’ll destroy them for it.”She gulps then asks, “Can’t they take you back?”I shake my head no, “The system they developed is one way only. They sent over seventy people back in time with lots of money and resources to change things by influencing factors around the. The woman was indeed Terry Carr, the other artist who had agreed to meet and talk with me about her art. Philip introduced us. She shook my hand and smiled at me. She had a winning smile and a good, strong handshake.She was maybe forty years old, maybe five-six, maybe one hundred thirty-five pounds, shoulder-length blonde hair, but probably from the bottle. Large breasts, narrow waist, womanly hips, and very attractive legs, her best body feature. She wore a sundress that ended at her knees.. At the same time she swung her hips and pussy mound up and over onto Peter’s face. “Eat yer heart out, lover boy!” she mumbled as Peter’s swelling penis filled her mouth. Peter didn’t hesitate but at once began to run his tongue all along Katrina’s pink cleft. His own mouth was also soon filled with Katrina’s clitoris and pussy lips while his fingers explored her very wet vagina.Over in another corner Becky and Philippa had grabbed Danny and were having the time of their life with his cock. It. She revelled in the knowledge that this is what she did to him, in her arms he had become a lustful, carnal beast of a man. He growled and caught her nipple between his lips. She almost laughed but he chose that moment to again participate, impaling her, again and again; gaining the upper hand, flaunting his superior strength over her feminine whiles. Finally she shifted, drawing herself back onto her knees, about to resume a steady pace atop his solid frame but he rolled them both and thrust.