It wasn't that he was afraid of work, or was unable in some manner – it was that, now, there was no longer a purpose; a purpose for his life, a purp...se for ... anything.He had begun his long journey to Lombardy to discover for himself how the holy words were being interpreted by Ambrose. The stories that had filtered down to his small group near the Red Sea were troubling. What he had seen in his journey northward was troubling. The Word was already being usurped and was being used by this. She was obviously amateurish. When I moved in for the penetration I had some problem. She was just too tight. After some stops and starts I finally got inside her and started a very slow, and for her rather painful, fucking. Within minutes she asked for time-out. Mom stepped in and called it a day. The star in the second case was Samantha, a robust woman, standing at 5 ft 8 ins, with big breasts and a big round ass. She took to the big cock fucking like fish to water. I took her doggy-style.. They simply came off the road to the side of the road. Marcos found a replacement shoe in the kit and started a fire. He removed his glove and robe then tossed the horseshoe into the heat. He stood there watching it, trying to ignore Ein and Rinis who watched him as they sat together on the other side. He was thinking to himself as he did all day. Kaarthen removed her robe and the women followed suit. She walked up behind him as they watched, and hugged him around his back. “Hey Marcos,. ”“I liked his style ... and his luxury yacht,” I giggled.“Sadly, it belongs to the Imperial Investigators Office, but it does impress,” Tillan laughed, squeezing my hand.“Things just went from there,” I added. “My meddling friends persuaded the AIs to check out our compatibility as I never thought of that and only knew what Tillan had told me as his records were sealed.”“It was plain they both liked each other,” Flinn explained. “Only Kiria is shy and Tillan a gentleman.”“Sis, shy?” Dayyev.