"Praise to Kathool!" a strong voice chanted."May His sleep be long and deep!" thundered the response."In His house beneath the sea," Dread Kathool lie... dreaming." Oh mighty Kathool, accept this soul to dance through Your dreams, and when at last it has been absorbed into Your substance there shall be others to take its place." In His house beneath the sea, may His dreams never fade," the chorus responded, the words coming slower and deeper until they ended in a drawn out groan.Shantar was close. .Hey Dawn..you wanna see a little hobby of mine?..Chrissy says..She really was the right matchfor B-boye because just like him she had started saying..hey this or hey that.. Alright I'll bite .. I was smiling myself because it really was ironic to see that the guys was rebel rousing in one room.. while the ladies was having adecent conversation in the next.. Chrissy surprised me though as she removed a large brown box out from behind their huge red leather sectional sofa..What's that?.. I. Sarita wore a similar outfit, except in shades of brown with a pair of brown flats. Neither of them wore anything beneath the simple dresses.Lesa had just added boiling water to the teapot and covered it with the cozy when the doorbell rang precisely at nine. Two incredibly tall men in uniform filled the doorway when she opened it to admit her guests. "Good evening, Mrs. Crews," The man in the gray uniform spoke up. "I'm Decurion Chalmers and this is Captain McGregor." Lesa extended her hand to. She lay down and I positioned myself between her legs, I paused for a moment to see the wonderful sight of my Mother below me with her dark eyes, red lips and breasts squeezed into the bra. I placed my hard cock at her dark hairy entrance and slowly and delicately slid into her. As I did so I could feel her body tense until I was in her as far as I could go, she then put her arms around me and pulled me on top of her holding me so that we kissed. We stayed like that for a while enjoying the.