Hmm, are the pantyhose running? I thought. They were being given a somewhat strenuous workout rubbing against another and against heavy denim while I ...as in constant motion. I decided I would check on them just before lunch.About 30 minutes later I thought I felt something on the back of my left leg. "They are running" I thought. Before getting lunch I wanted to take my purchases to my car. I put my bags in the trunk and then drove the car to a completely different area and parked. This is just. “What are you doing to me?” she shouted.“What do you mean? I’m not doing anything! I just tried to help you!” Corec kept his sword ready, in case she attacked him next. Perhaps he’d picked the wrong side.“You’re casting a spell! How are you casting a spell without speaking?”“I’m not casting a spell!”He was wondering how to explain the magic he’d used earlier when he noticed a very faint shifting in the back of his mind. It reminded him of how he felt when he cast his shield barrier or the new. He’d made a decent living between his handyman work and his occasional forays into illegality. He tried anything that would make him a quick buck. He’d stolen the occasional expensive possession, scammed a few rich widows, and even driven the getaway car for a burglary of a pretty ritzy jewelry store.It was time to move on. He wasn’t a big fish but there were too many reasons to get the hell out of the city. Besides a bunch of bad guys looking for him, so were the good guys. He had seen some. Time passed and we calmed down in our ravishing of each other so that we were not so anxious to climax, not so anxious to join our bodies with each other. I fell in total and complete love for my mother - a love a man should only hold for his wife. Our sex became more refined, rather than desperate, and we fornicated with slow pleasure-filled movements.Mom loved to kiss - dancing naked before the fireplace on a cold winter night, or after an hour of sweaty pleasurable sex - our lips found each.