Part of my love for her involved the secretes we had shared with each other. Now both our mothers seemed to know all those secrets. Did Andrea realize...that every secrete she shared with our mothers diminished our mutual feelings? Did she realize she was destroying my love for her? I could not stay here without expressing my anger. I felt as if I was ready to explode. I stood and quickly walked to my room. "What's wrong Johnny? Are you getting sick again?" mother called. I slammed my door to. . Minister Orvon is here to see you.”The voices inside fell silent, and a few seconds later, the male voice said. “Please, come in.“The attendant mage held open the door for Orvon as he stepped through, and a blonde female mage brushed past Orvon. “Excuse me, my lord.” She murmured, red faced, as she adjusted her robes and hair.“Ah, my lord.” Said the archmage behind the large desk in the room. “Welcome to our guild.” He stood up to bow slightly to the minister.“Archmage Istrum, was it?” Orvon. “Yes! Don’t stop. I’m cumming,” she shrieked while her body convulsed on the counter. He soothed her body with kisses as he slid the dress off her body and teased her taught nipples. She shivered with delight.Kissing her again, he lifted her gently and laid her on the table. He placed her legs on his shoulders, and then without warning, he plunged his hard thick cock deep into her. She felt her cunt spread wider than it had ever been. Right to the hilt it went! She felt his heavy balls smack. The necessary attractions just aren't there. What I'm looking for is a friendship as close as the one we have with Art and Betsy but one where the intimacy isn't limited either just to talk or just sex." That sounds ideal." Lizbeth sighed."Trouble is I don't think we'll ever find it in swinging. Everyone in swinging is perfectly willing to have physical intimacy and completely unwilling to have emotional intimacy. Most of the couples here even view it as a threat."Lizbeth nodded "There is still.