Walked out the door from Bob's place and into the glade. Allison was waiting for me."I thought you might come here," she said, holding her arms out to...me. "I hoped you would." She was wearing what was fast becoming my favorite outfit. The long satiny robe with just a very small butterfly g-string underneath. The way the fabric peak-a-booed her body as she moved... What can I say, she just radiated sexy.Without hesitation she moved into my arms and began kissing me passionately; our tongues. "He's been dead nearly half a year," she said, her head on my shoulder, my hand in the middle of her back."You're still in mourning?"She nodded."No more talk," she said in a whisper. She stood and led me to the other bed. She rolled in on the thin, straw mattress and waited, lying on her back, her eyes open, while I undressed.We caressed each other for a bit, and then I mounted her. She pressed her face tightly against my chest, and I felt her mouth open as our pace increased to throbbing. She screams and shoves her hips hard against me, driving my cock deep within her. I begin long, deep strokes, taking my time. Her hands reach behind me, grabbing my ass cheeks, trying to force me in, deeper, faster.I pick up the pace, driving faster and faster into her, feeling my balls slap against her ass cheeks, my pubic bone mash her clit at the bottom of each stroke. She is coming. Thrashing about, squealing, arms, and legs flailing. I feel the cream rising in my balls and stop moving as. ??Merci, lady,? said the kid. He turned, almost tripping, regained hisbalance, and ran off through the door.Scott twisted his VR shoulders left and right as if writhing against aninvisible binding rope. He struggled hard to log off. He couldn?tremove his visor in real life. He couldn?t feel his real body at all.He couldn?t unplug. He thrashed some more. He was stuck. ?Wait!? Hecalled out to the kid. ?Help!? But the kid was gone.Running after everyone, Scott joined the warzone again. .