It seemed that he was stalling a little, hoping that "company" would arrive soon to continue fantasy fucking Alisha, but they never arrived. He thou...ht that no one believed the guys when they told them the story. So, he fucked Alisha again like never before and pumped his hot cum into Alisha’s sweet pussy again. When he shot his load, it felt like the end of his dick tore open and his balls were shot through the end of it. God, she has a beautiful ass, he thought to himself.He untied. It will be hard, sore, on those you are leaving behind my friend." Think you it will not be hard for me to be parted from you all?" Responded Scott.He dropped the subject of time travel with his family after that, focussing on trying to come up with a plan for how he was going to convince highly educated and successful professional people to travel back in time with him to ninth century Scotland. He realised that that was going to be no easy task. How would he convince anyone that his story was. “A slug gun is great for short range shooting, Kelly. You and Jenny will have to learn to shoot, but it isn’t hard,” Rob offered.We decided to take a walk around the lake. The four of us hiked along the shoreline, looking around. Rob pointed at the water, and said, “Look, there are fish in here.”“Wouldn’t it be nice to have a house on the hill overlooking the lake?” Kelly said. She pointed at the north side of the lake.“Yeah, but I would rather leave this place as it is. If we build something. Just give me a couple more minutes," he spoke patiently into the phone, the nagging overtones of his wife shattering the euphoria he had felt a few moments before. "Yes dear, we have plenty of time before the opening speeches. I promise, I'll be right in."He stared blindly at the wall next to the phone, a wall covered by sheets of pegboard where his tools hung neatly and in order by size. Everything was clean, kept that way by his almost obsessive polishing. It kept him fixed, kept him ready at.