I down loaded it, fed in the second chip marked C-M and I then went to bed.When I awoke the next morning the second chip was through and I down loaded...it and fed in the third chip marked C-P. I took the two deciphered chip readouts into the kitchen to let the others see what had come up so far. I loaded the first chip into the telecom and used its screen to bring up the information. Cain identified it immediately."It's magic. It's the formula to cast a Fireball spell using Hermatic Magic. Why. Unlike Angelina, this was a part of her life she would always miss terribly. It was the one thing that made her hope that maybe she might be brought back to the prison - and to Karl. She'd fight whenever they asked her - just as long as she wasn't asked to kill again. But Hargreaves would never let her be released from the slave camp. Never. Not after she had spat in his face and sworn at him. She had seen that look of sheer hatred cross his face. She would be here for ever alright!"I don't. She released his cock from her mouth and stood before him in just her bike shorts, her pert breasts and erect nipples standing from her chest like perfect offerings to the gods.Steve reached out and took a breast in each hand, massaging them slowly and gently, using his tongue to lick her belly along the waist line, her skin having the slightly salty taste of her sweat from riding. He shifted his hands from her breasts, running them down over her ribs and down around her hips to her buttocks. Alana was squirming by the end her cheeks were nice and rosy. She had tears in her eyes, but her pussy was surprisingly wet. She couldn’t believe she was letting this happen. He reached his hand down to play with her pussy rubbing her clit. “You are so wet,” he whispered in her ear sending shivers down her spine.“Do you want more slut?” She moaned loudly. It was not the response he was looking for because he took his hand away and spanked her ass for a good minute. “I asked you a question. Do.