I’m going to my room and gearing for war. I’ll need to know where to start looking when I’m done.”He looked relieved when he responded, “I h...ped you would say that. I’ll have the other guards start searching around the market. That was where they went this morning to do some shopping. You and I both know the Church is likely behind this. Start there and bring her back to me safely.” Tears started to fall from his eyes as he pleaded for me to save his future wife. I just nodded and ran inside. . Then, all if Laura's nightmares came true that second...." THREE!!!!". That very second of the final count, a wall of emence pain flew through Laura body, as the boys didn't slowly progressed into her, but outright jammed themselves straight into her. "The guys in the movies were right, it feels so tight Joe!". Joe was hitting the back of Laura's throat with such force, his dick began to move down her throat as he lowered her head downward but straight. Laura was now struggling at this. The little come I got from that helped, but in my mind I still was flat on my back, arms and legs wrapped around Judy.My fantasies shifted more toward Judy Chavez as I rode through Manteca and Modesto. The image, no, the whole sense of Judy, all on top of me, fucking me so good with that strap--on, going down on me, and fucking her and going down some more after the puss-eating, stayed with me until the train reached the SP station in Emeryville.Then, and only then, had I put it aside for the. It sounded terrible and I started turning the tuning pegs until they sounded right. My strum was a little less discordant this time but still had nothing about it that was musical. I sighed and my head dropped as I closed my eyes.Notes started to come out of the guitar. Chords. Melodies. I remembered a voice sometime in the past telling me, “The second place memory resides is in neural pathways outside the brain. We call that muscle memory, though that isn’t really it. Everything originates in.