That view would be burned into my memory for life, a masturbators wet dream picture.That afternoon when I got home from school I went into the basemen... and began experimenting with moving my computer to a position that if Romie came downstairs again to watch me, I would have a better view of her. It took at least five adjustments before I though I had it in the best position.Every night when I went down to the basement to go to bed I would turn on my computer and wait for her to come sneaking. Things wouldn't work so well, without that little detail. There was no way in hell we could maintain so many spells at once, without it.I created the gate between the manor and the castle, while I was at it. That relieved the pressure from the grandparents. They could visit back and forth whenever the urge struck them. It struck often, and that was fine with us. We also exchanged information on the changes we were making.I had a talk with the folks on the time issue, too. What they told me had. For the first few seconds, when he thrust, she winced. He stilled, holding himself inside her, and kissed her. Her response was so fierce, it was almost a bite. "I can stop if it hurts," he said, wondering if it was true. "No, Jack. Please." Only her protest could have deterred him. Her plea had the opposite effect. He lifted her with his thrust. She spread and stretched until she sheathed him perfectly. He moaned as he took her, wishing for her pleasure but distracted by his own. After a few. "Wait, so you two aren't a couple?" I inquired.They both looked at each other, and kissed."I guess not, we don't actually sleep together, regularly anyway," Frank admitted."What do you mean?" I needed to know."Well, I like to have a lot of sex, so I let him do it too. When it just doesn't live up to our expectations, we fuck, and sometimes sleep together," Valerie explained.He grabbed her boob, and they seemed in a rush."Sorry, we got a little off track there. One night when he had someone.