There was a sharp click and the entranceway opened on silent hinges revealing a startled Daoine Sidhe observer/guard who went down swiftly and silentl... to Talshish’s blade.“How did you know to try that, John?” Serice asked.“Had to be done quick but out of normal reach, plus I doubt the fire is ever used normally,” I replied.“Well done, John. I can’t even detect the ring,” Morgana added. “Now let us see what we shall see.”Two guards led the way toting their plastic coated assault rifles along. Now each of us had pushed one leg a little deeper so we were closer entwined, my thigh was pressing against her sex as hers was against mine. Our matching height worked perfectly as we each lowered one hand to the small of the other's back and helped provide the leverage to keep us glued together.I heard that growl, but I couldn't tell if it was one of us or someone in the crowd. Each beat of the music coincided with us pressing our sexes against the other's thigh. I was aflame, mesmerized, and. I could see that their expressions had gone from excited to disturbed. They were finding the sight of my breasts being tortured to destruction to be less than erotic. As I continued with the routine, they started to glance away more and more and their expressions ran more to horror and disgust as my breasts became longer and more stretched from my movements. I could feel the weights start to slap against my hips, which meant the clamps had pulled my nipples almost down to my navel.After a while. At forty-something, she had a body that most twenty-year old girls would kill for. That morning changed our lives together forever.As we sat across the table from one another that morning, I couldn't take my eyes off her. Her big titties jutted straight ahead like two missile nose cones, stretching the thin, cotton fabric taut. Mandy had saucer-size aureole and huge, ruddy colored nipples that showed clearly through the taut fabric. Her nipple pressed out through the front of her blouse like.