" "Doesn't surprise me. Normals generally have a problem with that. It's what sets the magicians apart from the rest of humanity, that ability to see ...nd understand the inherent patterns of magic. Let me ask you a question. Was what you saw the same pattern as that in the amulet?" "I ... I don't think so." The pain seemed on the verge of coming back as she pondered the question. The Old Man took pity on her. "It wasn't. What you saw was the inherent magic in the amulet which... as you may have. ..with.... your.....big......black....cock!"Jerome was pounding her cunt like no man had ever done before. She was rolling her head from side to side and arching her ass up off the bed trying to match his intensity and thrusts."Fill.....me!! Oh God....fill....me...with your cum!" Mary almost screamed the words now as she lifted her ass and hips up off the bed having her third orgasm of their first mating. Jerome hadn't cum yet and she was going wild on his long thick shaft ramming her little. He spent several minutes quietly appraising her body, murmuring to himself as he admiring her supple curves and flawless white skin, knowing they were his to do with as he pleased. Under normal circumstances, June would have felt sick and revolted by this act, but instead she was feeling an increased warmth and relaxation, a sweet lethargy, as if everything around her was slowing down and she was focused on the moment. For just a moment, she wondered if something had been put into her drink. He. A light kiss… And another. One to her temple and one to his jaw. Their arms began to encircle and as they lounged down so that just their heads were above the boiling turbulence they felt themselves drawn into one another. Her hands caressed his chest and his tongue invited hers to play. The passion of their kisses which had been so restrained during the day of polite courtship melted in the heat of the water and their passions. He felt the weight of her breast and the reaction to his touch as.