Her last nephew had been an draftsman and had drawn up the plans to the re-construction, even giving her the name of a contractor that would do all th... work discreetly for her. She had paid the contractor with cash and he had sworn to her he would never tell anyone where she lived. She loved her privacy and there was only two other people who actually knew her location and how to get there.The first was her last remaining neice, Patricia. Pat (as she loved to be called) was in her early 50's. She began to chant louder.'Firing in five seconds! Four! Three! Two!''Are you ready, Darling?' Béla asked her sister again, unnecessarily.Elaine was ready and had never felt this special sharpness in her mind before. They both concentrated on the project in the carrier as it set down behind the goddess' manor, several buildings away from their current location.The goddess made a final plea to the heavens and was answered by her father, the Storm God.A brilliant flash of lightning blasted out of. “Fuuuck yeah,” I cooed like a horny pigeon.“Enjoy yourself, but don’t cum, buddy,” Trev answered.“Okay,” I replied, swaying my hips in ecstasy as I looked at the soft flesh gulping on my cock.Trev’s body was glistening after all the effort he had been through, and I could see the moist hair under his arms sodden with perspiration. After extending my arms, my hands frolicked in the odourous coves of his armpits.As I began alternating lifting my hands to my nostrils and sniffing, Trev let out a. Or trailing, either one works.Wong soon became alarmed and confused, they were heading towards the Imperial Palace! There were no accommodations in this quarter. In fact, it was all bureaucratic offices, and the palace, of course. Still, the guide seemed to know where they were going, so there was no point in objecting since Wong didn't know where they were going. They all ended up at the Imperial Stables, where the palaquin was stored out of the way, and the camels were parked next to some.