The feyhound’s form didn’t have muscles. The branches that wove its body into a wicker form didn’t need to rest. It had no heart that had to lab...r. Nothing but my will kept it moving.And I would save my family.I raced down the road dark as fast as a horse. As fast as the wind. The stars blazed clear above me, wheeling across the sky, the crescent moon rising towards a zenith. I hardly noticed because I dwelt in my fear. It squeezed my brain, compressing it. Terrors whipped at me to keep. Then he slowly lowered her and both of them groaned out loud in unison at the sensation of being joined. He moved her up and down his shaft without any effort and she moaned as his shaft massaged her. After a few thrusts, he drew fully out of her. She opened her eyes to stare at him in confusion and gasped when he rolled over, taking her along with him. Now he had her pinned beneath him as he entered her with a powerful thrust. It made her rake the skin on his back with her nails. He withdrew. Finally I said I wanted to do a three some with them in which she agreed and that evening my fantasy came to life.This time I stripped and sat on the bed watching my wife and Ken standing by the bed kissing passionately.Seeing how they held each other in the dim light was really romantic, watching their hands roaming around on each other. Watching my wife take his cock in her hands stroking it as they still were kissing was erotic. It was better than any porn film because it was my wife and I. They ate breakfast in silence. When one would catch the other’s eyes they would quickly look away. They both hated the uneasiness that had crept between them. It would take some time to get past this. Robin went back to her room when they got back to school and laid down on her bed and cried herself to sleep. It was late in the afternoon when Nikki came bouncing into the room. She plopped down on Robin’s bed and shook her awake. She could see that she had been crying. The smile raced from her.