I walked off after my kaftan, donning my straw bonnet, and feeling naked as the breeze flowed over my nude curves, the small triangular patch covering...my cunt, wetted with each step, I never felt so wanton as I did at that moment, my eyes hidden behind the huge shades I wore, my head down into the breeze coming from behind, my eyes scanning the sand-line, until it delved in slightly, similar to where we had spread our towels, and there again I saw his towel, a bright yellow, and I looked back. Jana put on black gloves and reached for his cock. It was swollen to magnificence, the head angrily purple. She barely touched it, and Tyrone started cumming in long, thick white strands. He felt like a dam had burst, so much of it rushed through his penis. Some ended up in Janas mouth. but most of it on her face. It was a strange sensation of pleasure and pain cumming through the restraint. And he felt full. It felt good!Before he really had had a chance to compose himself Tom draged him. "Work damn it..."After Clay had tried rubbing the rock, knocking on it and simplycommanding it to do what he wanted, he was frustrated enough that henearly threw it against the wall. Then he paused, suddenlyremembering that strange woman's warnings about it having limitations.Could this somehow be one of those limitations?"What did she say about it?" Clay mused, trying hard to remember.She'd said something about it not being able to alter reality, andshe'd also said something about. She was asked where her ancestors were from, what her maternal grandmother’s name was, had she been to the city of her grandmother’s birth, and hundreds of other questions, before they even asked why she was there. When her great aunt was told that she needed a gown for the wedding of her son to Antonia, she sat down as if she were shot. ‘Why did you wait so long? We do not have a lot of time. We will have to work night and day to get it done for the mother of the groom. Ladies call everyone,.