"Oh Jesus Mike, I needed that," she giggled, "now why don't we get dried off and go to your bedroom. You'd like to fuck me in your own bed wouldn't yo... Mike?" Well what could I say, that was how all this started over a month earlier.We quickly dried off and I led her, still naked into my bedroom and no sooner had the door closed than Brenda grabbed me and began kissing me. As she did, I ran my hands all over her body, squeezing her tits and stroking her ass cheeks as my cock grew harder and. ”Tom nodded. “Yeah, you did a great job but now that the heavy work is over, we can finish them off by sending out a couple of regular reporters to follow them to the gallows.”Tom watched Brianna’s reaction. There was no doubt she was a hell of a reporter who had beauty as well as brains. Some called her a blond haired, blue eyed bombshell. Others complained she was nothing but a tease and a ball buster, out to send any man who dared to even stare at her too long into oblivion. She stood five. We sat for a couple of hours talking and drinking wine until she said, ‘I’m for bed, sweetheart, starting the new job tomorrow and I’m on early shift,’ she leaned over and kissed me, her lips brushing mine like feathers, ‘don’t stay up too long now.’ I listened to her climb the stairs and go into her bedroom, sat and finished my drink, smoked a cigarette and then turned in for the night. I lay in bed and just couldn’t get the picture of Mum in that dark blue nurse’s uniform and those black. She was a priestess, and her spell was cast, and my warrior was resurrected, rampant, and ready for battle. I felt her weight change, she became lighter and I felt air rush across me, cooling my skin where one leg had been. Then the leg, powerful and sleek, came to rest beside my hip and she was astride me.A girlish hand took hold of me, and I was bent upwards. I felt the softest flesh of all flesh at my tip, and my eyes flew open. Amy was gazing into them, her own pupils like black pits, her.