. though this time it was barely more than a whisper.I couldn't help laughing, even though most of my diaphragm had stalagmite through it."I didn't do...anything to your shadow, little girl." I said with a sneer. "It's what you are ... creatures of the light do not cast shadows." I said between moans of pain."Undo it." She said."What?" UNDO IT!" she screamed. "Change me back, make me human again." She sounded hystericalI was confused ... she wanted to be human? ... Interesting."You're much better. ‘Oh Ann!!! … I’m going to cum if you keep that up!!!’ I gasped. She just winked at me and kept sucking and sliding my cock. Her hand went from the shaft to massage my balls – that was the trigger to sending me over the edge. ‘Ahhhhhh cummmmmmmmmming’ I shouted as my cock squirted its load just as she pushed my cock deeper and deeper into her mouth … and throat. My cock was exploding – squirting over and over as it slid deeper and deeper inside her. I could feel the tightness of her throat as. And when you weren't worried about nuclear devastation there were all the diseases that couldn't be treated any more, the famines and food shortages, and, of course, the haphazard climate that in the last few years had brought drought in summer and hurricane winds and torrential rainstorms in winter.The council employee who officiated the funeral did his best to hasten the event along. The memorial service wasn't religious, so there were no hymns or prayers. Granny Iris had requested some. His hand gently wrapped around the bulge in my jeans and began to rub my soft cock, within moments we had removed each others tops and were both sat there bare chested, my hand was now wrapped around Darren's crotch and he was undoing my belt buckle, one by one he undid the button fly of my jeans and slipped his hands down the front of my boxers until I could finally feel his warm hand wrapped around my ever hardening cock. As we continued pleasuring each other by hand I had almost forgot Ian.