“XYZ Construction, Sam Robison. How may I help you?”“Mister Robison, this is Dulcie Chesterman. The Bishop asked me to ring you. Apparently you ...ave a problem with one of your projects.”“My project, in fact. Woodham Hall. We’re intending to redevelop it as a hotel and retreat centre. Several of my workers have expressed unease about the Hall itself, and there’s a ruined chapel in the grounds that we want to restore, but none of my people will go near it. I don’t know what’s going on, but even I. For myself, I was having a hard time believing also, but I had lived some of it. I had to think this was true. Most everything that I was sent to see had its origins with them or information that came from them. Everything from the Nano’s to the shielding, and the device for Alzheimer’s disease or mind reading, or control. That particular device had been designed as a teaching aid. My grandfather had used it himself.Ok, are you still following me?He used it so he could use that capsule to find. Asha, “Nahi nahi, aise nahi, tumhara loda bohut bada hai. Mujhe pehle ise lubricate karne do, tabhi main ise andar le paungi.”Ikemba (haste hue), “Ok, theek hai, shuru ho jao janeman.”Asha apne ghutno ke bal uske saamne baithi aur uska lund moonh mein lene lagi. Par uska lund itna bada aur mota tha ki uske moonh mein poori tarah nahi aa pa raha tha. lekin woh use chaatati rahi.Thodi der baad hi Ikemba ne use baal se pakad liya aur use upar uthakar bola, “Ye kafi hai, ab meri baari.” Usne Asha. Scooted my ass forward. Lifted my legs up to a good angle to receive his manhood. He gave my ass one squirt from the anal lube pump he had on the side table. Using his cock, he smeared it up and down the crack of my ass just a little. He started pushing it in before I was really ready. I bit my tongue a bit and whimpered.He pumped slowly. He knew his cock was huge. I stroked my cock as well as reached for his massive balls as they slapped the small of my back. No k**ding, he was dangling that.