.and somehow, at the same time, she was stroking me too. after a good long while, she asked me if i was ready and at first i thought to myself, this...is sooo, wrong, but i said yes. i mean, i couldn't help it.anyway, she straddled me and guided my shaft into her well soaked pussy...and when i entered her love box, i felt such an amazing feeling in my balls that i thought i was going to blow my load right then and there...but i didn't.somehow, bt the grace of god, i held it....so we stayed. Grabbing a flexing bum cheek in each hand, I tried to hold him still as I put my mouth close to his ear. “Go slow, Scott,” I urged because I could already feel him pushing against my stuffed orifice trying to go deeper. “You’re all the way in. You can’t go any further. Just take your time and you can make it last longer.”A minute later, he had both hands under my top and was hanging on to my tits for all he was worth pounding me into the mattress as I clamped my pussy down hard and wrapped my. I smiled when I heard him enter the bathroom and felt his calloused hands sliding over my own. Working hands, we both have working hands. We’ve both earned every scar, every callous for the sake of our craft. My hands have long lost anything feminine about them, but I’m strangely content by that – these hands can craft dreams out of metal and stones. “Hi baby,” he whispered in my ear as he rubbed my shoulder. “Productive night?” He’s stopped asking whether it was a long night long ago.. Since he began meditating, twenty two days have passed. Of the one hundred thousand fragments, it took Zax seventeen days to appreciate all the fragments, and in the past five days, he ceaselessly pondered and toiled to create the right combination of the great puzzle.In the pitch black world of the violet stone, there were now individual pieces of spiritual knowledge, along with twenty seven combinations. The largest combination had three hundred and sixty nine fragments combined. The smallest.