Wilson, can I ask you something?" "Yes, sure thing!" "You got a hard on?" "Damn you girl, your nothing...but a tease!" "Oh so you do! You want me to come over and help you out?" "Oh shit girl don't talk like that, I been trying to stay away from you!" "I'll be right over Mr. Wilson." I hung up the phone. Ten minutes later I was in his den with just a short robe on and spooned into him. None of the furniture matched. The wood floors were bare except for some dust bunnies in the corners and a pot that might have held a plant. It was messy - there was a pile of swimming magazines piled haphazardly in one corner, several pull buoys and broken kickboards in another. A hallway led towards the back of the house and I could see a door to the back yard where most of the team seemed to be hanging out on a warm May evening. A decent sized kitchen was sectioned off from the living room. Every last one of them too damaged for even resurrection to be possible.Tears streamed down his face, Alexander had been so focused on the fight that he'd failed to notice his friends falling. So absorbed with his desperation and the promise of personal glory if he managed to slay the evil fiend.The dark lord Xenrdomus had proven to be more powerful than expected, sphinxes were fabled for their knowledge and intellect. But ascending to the status of Demon Lord had grown her magical power. Now give it to me, harder, harder."I grasped her buttocks and enjoyed her with the image of her luscious sister in my mind. Ginger, as she was called, was only fourteen but she was well beyond just pretty, and she just loved playing with boys and men. I had talked several times to the guards at the port, but a man can only resist so much, and Ginger was a walking and talking sex dream to bend any man's resolve.As I fucked her lovely sister and she bounced on my legs, eyes tightly closed, I.