Jill was coming nonstop. “mmnahoooooohhh Tim, don’t ever stop.Mmmmmmmm IIIII ... love it.” Jill had some fantastic rides on her Sybian but nothi...g compared to this.Tim gave one final push with his cock, burying it as deep as he could, the tip right up against her cervix and he came. Bathing her pussy with more cum then he ever thought possible. “Mmooh Mom!” He shot load after load into her. Jill clinging to him, feeling the torrent of his seed, screamed and then passed out. Tim held her tight. It wascovered with ancient markings and he figured that he could take it into townand sell it for a few bucks. However his curiosity got the best of him and hewondered what was inside. He looked at the seal and without thinking he brokeit open. It had never occurred to him that the seal was actually a warning.There had been a huge cloud of smoke and a sound like thunder. He fell to theground and looked up to see what looked like a person standing in front ofhim. Except it wasn't really a. It was in her hair, on her face, all over her naked torso. Only what was left of her pants was free of paint, and when he carried her, that got painted too.He started to lay her on the bed, and saw the beautiful quilt. He knew he’d ruin it. He tried to get her to help him, to pull at the quilt, but she only sobbed and lay limp in is arms. He finally put her in an old overstuffed chair, back in the living room. He didn’t have anything to cover her, and his hands were a mess. He went back into. Caldwell?" she asked from the doorway,"Mrs. Penncroft." The man pushed his swivel chair back and stood up. "Won't you please come in? It is indeed a pleasure to meet you in person."Judy kept her face expressionless as she studied the banker and shook his hand. The man's grip was so feeble she felt as if she had been handed a limp sack of soft gelatin. The rest of him matched his handshake. He was about as tall as Steven Shein, but where Shein was hard, Milton Caldwell was soft. Shein was broad.