It was probably just my imagination, but it sent bolts of lightning through my body.When I returned to bed my wife was sound asleep. I went into the b...throom and relieved myself. All that I could think about the rest of the week was how erotic it had been to spank my niece.The rest of the week, Christy was the model, responsible young adult. Doing even more than was asked of her. When I came home from work that Friday, she asked if she could borrow the car and go to a movie. I agreed, but. Frank, not that. We have no protection and I can't end up pregnant.I love you Lori, I need you now.No Frank.Please! I need this.Just don't you dare cum inside me, pull out.Don't worry I promise you won't get pregnant.With that I rolled on my back, pulled up my knees and as he entered I start telling him how much it hurts and to be gentle. Franks then tells me the roleplay is hot but we do not need it. With that said he dives in balls deep in a single stroke. This naturally brings my legs. She is pushing her hips up at him, head back, eyes closed. The image is evaporates immediately when his mind wanders and he pictures himself pulling back from the ‘appetizer’ and sees a lobster bib around his neck. It has been a VERY long day. She wonders why he takes so long to respond. Maybe he’s stoned. Maybe tired. Maybe he’s just a bit dim-witted (after all, she thinks she saw him drive up in a PT-Cruiser), though she hopes not. -*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- "Oh Christ," coming to, David. Regan, wake up lass. We’re at Maggie’s Hut.’ Slowly, she opened her eyes, blinking away the sleep that had held her captive these long hours. Slowly her eyes became clear and alert, as she darted her glance around the forest. ‘We are going to Maggie’s house? Why?’ ‘I fear you need to be truly well again, and Maggie is the only healer I dare trust with you.’ ‘I’m perfectly fine, Cien. You worry too much.’ She gave him a disgruntled look, and he laughed. Never before had any one accused him of.