"Suddenly, a swirl of magic surrounded both Krin and the Guildmaster's simulacrum. As the glittering veils of color faded, Krin realized that he felt..... different. Before his eyes a small nearly transparent flame flickered. As Krin stared at it, it grew feeding on the Poet's not inconsiderable Will. Will that until now had been the power behind a Poet's healing ability was now being... redirected. Somehow, he knew that if he released it, there would be a burst of Hellfire!"I just learned. But my wife was not done yet and she had not come onto his dick.Dennis said he just let his urgent cum flow into Anita´s warm cunt, while his own cock was having all kinds of orgasmic spasms. My wife’s pussy was making a lot of sloppy slurping noises from her juices and all that cum he had dumped in her. He kept fucking her even several minutes more after his own orgasm had subsided.Anita finally came, panting and screaming like a bitch in heat…She told him that she had enjoyed pretty much. His hands knotted and gnarled with the effects of late-stage Rheumatoid Arthritis held a manila file folder marked with the handwritten inscription, "Confidential - Sheila Carson." I knew your father and I remember his excitement when he found that shit-hole of an abandoned shack out in the mountains. I used to watch you take female lovers out to that place," he said as he emphasized the last word and opened the folder to scan the paperwork within the packet of documents."You are not rendering. "Where is she anyway? I needed to speak important matters with her." Vilen said, without thought.>"Maybe I could help?" Sorion said. >Vilen thought a moment. This was her problem. If she wanted to tell someone she could, Right? It wasn't as if Elisa told her to keep it secret. She sighed and started to tell him the whole story of what she did and what elisa told her to do and that every time she tried to do it it would end up in a fail and she'd let him make love to her. He listened to her.