I felt my phone vibrate, new text, from Day. *Jay, my house, ’round 7?* *Yeah, send me your address.* *2256 Rodens Dr.* *’Kay, yah, i be over* *�...kay, see you later sexy ,)* Ha, she called me sexy. ‘Don’t read into it,’ I told myself. I got to Day’s house a little early, she lived much closer than i thought. Though you couldn’t tell by the McMansion i had just parked in front of, felt like I was in LA or somethin. I knocked on the door, heard day yell, ‘It’s open.’ ‘How’d you know it was. And was very careful not to touch anything iron." I didn't like the sound of that one bit. Between the inherent powers of some creatures, and those ingredients, a real catastrophe could be, literally, brewing.A few minutes later I had fixed the phone line and as soon as I called in the theft, one of the FBI agents popped in. "ZZApppp!" A three-inch high person, embedded up to it's neck in stone, and surrounded by an iron cage was on the floor when the smoke cleared. I could hear the. It gives me chills to remember it. It was so real. All gentleness quickly left you and you urgently pushed me back against a wall. Your deft and agile hands groped my body. You touched my face, my neck, my throat. You clutched at my breast. I could feel my hardened nipple pressing into the palm of your hand. Without invitation and without resistance, you slid your hand up my thigh, lifting my skirt. I could feel the warm desert breeze caressing my naked flesh as you exposed ever more of my. Stepping up to the stranger she pressed her body up against his, thrusting her hips against his hard shaft and feeling his balls so close to her pussy. With the taste of her husband's cock still in her mouth she let her lips hover a fraction of an inch from the stranger's, then slid down his body making sure his dick wove its way between her tits and along her neck to rest on her cheek. Her hands stroked his back from his shoulders to the base of his cock, and while one hand wrapped around his.