” Sister Theresa brought the head of the thick rubber cock to my now drenched slit and looked deep into my eyes. Then, with one move of her hips, s...e thrust the hard length of pleasure inside me. I felt every muscle in my velvet pussy walls tighten around it and try to clench it. It moved into the very depths of me, stretching and opening me. “Oh fuck,” I moaned. “Oh fuck, that feels so good.” I wrapped my legs around Sister Theresa’s waist as she began to fuck me with a beautiful, intense. Will shrugged. When I explored, I found that all pathways that connect to this system seem to end at the boundary of your shield wall. I did not think this could be a natural occurrence, so I decided to investigate.Another wave of consternation swept through the hall.YOU CAN SEE THE PATHWAYS BETWEEN THE STARS? WE HAVE THEORIZED THEIR EXISTENCE BUT EVEN THE POWER OF THE ALLMIND CANNOT SEE THEM!Will shrugged again. They are no harder to see than other energies. They grow faint over long. Her head shot up. "What did I say last night about simpering acolytes?" Her eyes widened a bit."That ... um ... you didn't want any, Sir?" She looked a little worried."Exactly. Why did you ask me like that?" I said in a gentler tone. I didn't like that 'this slave' bullshit, but I needed to know if it was something she wanted."I guess I was trying it on?" she said "I mean, I'd seen it stories and wondered if that's how I should talk when it's just us ... um ... Sir." She appended."Fair enough.. But I also write articles for newspapers and magazines sometimes too. I love my job though.’ He frowned slightly again and said, ‘I’ve never heard of you though.’ I laughed quietly, more to myself than to him, but I saw his eyebrow raising. So I said, ‘I don’t use my proper name when I’m writing. I go by the name of Caroline Brookes.’ ‘Oh wow. Now I know who you are. You write romantic novels.’ He reached out to my hand as I grimaced sheepishly. ‘Your books have helped me feel a little loved.