He left an e-mail and said that if I was serious and wanted to know more then I should contact him. Naturally, I wanted desperately to have my fantas... fuelled with more detail. However, I stopped short of replying. My conscience had got the better of me and though I continued to encourage responses from others, I resolved to leave it there and just keep it as my fantasy. My big mistake though had been to post Jackies pictures – 20 of them and I was soon to be regretting it! Our computer had. Fin’so relaxed slightly at this announcement. Mazdani have a ‘tradition’ of toughing out wounds, believing that asking for help is weakness; though apparently it was perfectly OK to help one once they’d lost consciousness.“You mentioned he was in combat with one of your own? Do you mean human or one of your party?” Fin’so asked.“His wounds were given during a fight with the Nephilim, those your world moved against. He then attacked, without provocation, my journeyman and his partner, badly. ‘Want to watch me take your cock?’ asked Fay. Jack smiled. Biting her lower lip, Fay held the shaft of Jack’s cock as it pushed past her sphincter into her. He froze, part in alarm, part in curiousity as Fay navigated his cock into her tight passage. As she bore more of her weight onto his cock, it slipped deeper into her. The sticky heat around his cock made Jack gasp loud, it was far more confining than her cunt. The lube and Fay’s blatant exhibition of fucking her own arse for Jack’s. "Joseph Lowenstein, please." Your name?" John Doe. I have some information for him," I told her.I was hoping she didn't press the issue. I didn't really want my name popping up anywhere yet, just in case. I hadn't really dealt with reporters before, but I was guessing anonymous calls weren't completely out of the norm for these guys.She didn't say anything else. Instead her voice disappeared, replaced by a series of long beeps. Which were replaced a moment later by the sound of the phone being.