She let the curtain close as she spun to show the rear. She did the same opening tug and her ass was in their faces. She let the dress go and it close... tightly. They had questions but she silenced them. She made sure Herbie was sleeping and came back out. She bent, squatted and stretched the dress in normal movements then said, “I had it made by a seamstress, supposedly a anniversary surprise”. The boys had their cocks out, she sat back on Peter. His cock slid in her without obstruction. When. I had been driving for a few hours and was kind of feeling a little tired. I was listening to the radio and trying to keep myself awake. I had stopped about forty miles back to have a coffee and a bagel, but wanted to get a little further along before stopping for the night. I was a little sleepy, but aware of the road. I wanted to drive a little while longer, before retiring for the night. All of a sudden, I saw a young woman waving her hands up in the air and jumping up and down. She was. It seemed that the young men were debating among themselves whether to come and inspect her at close quarters and a consensus seemed to be quickly emerging to the effect that this would be an excellent idea. She heard the sound of their hilarity getting closer and panicked.The street door to the apartment block was opened by punching the correct combination into a keypad and then pushing the door open. But her fingers were numb and she was shivering, partly from the cold and partly out of fear. They finally arrived at the place Alan guessed you would call it. Though to him it seemed as almost all of where the dark mages stayed were just dung heaps. Firing off a few bolts Alan awaited the eventual screaming he knew would come. There was a rushing of power toward them then an almost ghostly apparition appeared in front of Alan, ‘hmmmm this was different!’ "You dare to come here and insult me and my home? You are indeed as brash as the others said you were. No matter I have more than.