Her moans seemed to be in time with my own and minutes later we both came together as her tight vaginal muscles milked me for every drop.“Ahhhh….�...� I uttered as she dismounted.“Hmmm…” She replied, “That was nice.”“Glad it was good for you too.” I started, “Nice to hear that.”“Oh yeah…” She cooed.We talked for a few minutes and shared a cigarette in the examining room, while Desiree went to get drinks.“So, what seems to be the problem anyway?” Dr. Finebutt began, “I mean, what brought you to the. Finally the pamphlet detailed how they should talk to their female relatives about their responsiveness to others, and to get any they suspected might have similar abilities involved with us. Overall it seemed like a nice presentation. I guess Shani got a lot of help in putting it together from Patricia, who'd had more experience in dealing with people in their community in New Orleans. Best of all it was printed on a very cheap paper, so it would start to fade soon in the sunlight and would. I could tell she enjoyed it, because her head was thrown back, red hair running straight down, the ends of it rubbing against me. I could also see that her arms were up, and her elbows were moving, which led me to believe that she was playing with her nipples. Shortly after that thought, she started riding again, getting to a point where she would have my cock almost all the way out, then slamming it back in.A few more minutes of this, and she was moaning, and shaking uncontrollably. I. Good evening, Lord Gordon."Lord Gordon returned the congé and, thanking the innkeeper for his hospitality, took his leave. Reg turned to Melvina's table and sat down. James immediately set a small glass in front of him and filled it from an ancient dust cover gnomish-wrought bottle, a bottle that had no natural reason for being in this inn, or in this part of the universe for that matter. Reg chuckled and lifted the glass in salute to his beloved, and to James, and downed the amber liquid in.