It was beautiful. Tall, dark bookcases lined the walls and a large wooden desk was against the far wall with an old fashioned typewriter and high-tech...computer. A dark red leather couch was nestled in the corner. It was gorgeous. “Oh, wow, Henry,” I said, genuinely impressed. “I understand why you stay in here so much, it’s fabulous. You must love writing in here.” “Yes, I find myself very inspired,” there was something odd in his voice suddenly. “Let me show you why.” He took my upper arm in. F.....u......c....k........me. That was fantastic – a mini-multiple.He had said nothing and almost at the moment I had relaxed after one of my best orgasms – he came.I could feel him going really hard and fast which had bought me on and I had cum, then he slowed down and I could feel the difference in his cock inside me ---- he was grunting and each time he did – I could feel him jerk as he was obviously pumping loads of his semen into me ......as I could feel him grunt and spurt I told him. How do you expect me to think this time will be different?” the female responded.“That was when he had his full magic, plus the knowledge to use it. Besides, I have magic now also.” Reganald said with a smile, that soon disappeared.Still smirking, the female shook her head even harder. Releasing a huge sigh, she stated, “We’ll see Reg, I still have a full trauma unit standing by just in case.”Reganald and the female moved through the building, completely ignored by the security, plus anyone. I don't think I fell asleep. Perhaps I fainted. All I know is that after some indeterminable amount of time, I opened my eyes to find myself lying flat on my back, stretched out on the carpeted floor, my arms at my sides. Jean was stretched out beside me on her left side, her head propped up by her left hand, her body so close to mine that I could feel her all along the length of me. I was acutely aware of her breasts pressing against my arm and shoulder. With long, manicured nails, the.