Hippolyte complimented me on my technique, and I struggled to come up with an explanation of why I was so quickly adapting to the weapons of this era....Then it dawned on me: I was using weapons that Hippolyte was intimately familiar with, so her muscle memory was using her training to follow the simple commands that my mind was issuing.I guessed from that idea that I could handle any of her familiar weapons if I just had to do the simple things, but I was well aware that I still needed more. As we both glanced at her, him with great disbelief and me with the cold blood of a snake, I noticed the moist stain in Carla’s white panties. “Of course Mike, as you can see, I’ve laid the ground work. Since you fucked my wife before, I wouldn’t think you’d be reluctant.” He laughed and agreed. “Mind if I take a closer look Frank?” “Here let me give you a tour.” Carla got real dreamy-eyed and quiet. I told her to slide down on the. I’m loving it. She hasn’t open her eyes, he face grinning under the force of my thrust.I move my torso back up to pound harder and I place my thumb on her clit, moving it up and down rapidly.”Ooooooooo god” she lets out loudly. I wonder for a split second if we are giving the janitor a show, but on second thought I couldn’t careless. The only thing on my mind is the orgasm I knew my woman is building up to. She grabs her tits with one hand and places the other on my ass, pushing me in deeper. I did some laundry, packed a few items and went to Darius’.Fate intervened that night, something that once again reunited me with my sister. After a several hour sex session with Darius, just after midnight, I told him I loved him again and that I was divorcing John.“Whoa, whoa, whoa, you don’t have to do that,” Darius said, sitting up, his cock still in me.“Why not? I don’t want to be with him anymore.”“I get that but –““But what? I love you,” I told him.“I love you too, girl. But I love.