Havingalready made arrangements to spend the weekend in El Paso with her latest toy boy she hadagreed to stop on the way to make a collection on her w...y from Fortworth.Hertravelling companion was Julie Fleming, 36 years old and also divorced. She hadjoined the agency two months previous. The women had gelled at once, throughtheir mutual problematic divorces, their love of similar music and both havinga perchant for well hung toy boys. Her cousin livedin ElPaso, so it made sense to share the job. ‘That’s a dangerous game to play, Mr. Thomas.’ He kissed the side of my neck tenderly. ‘You say dangerous. I say wonderful.’ ‘Oh…Shane, I know we haven’t really discussed the whole baby thing at length but I don’t know that now is the right time.’ ‘There’s never going to be a ‘right time’, Tess. There’s always going to be a reason to push it back, or to wait. I want a beautiful little version of you running around. Can you at least think about it before you automatically say no?’ I turned. The ogre as another being birthed out of the God of Lust’s masturbation. Another race controlled by their lusts. Like Zanyia.An idea formed in my mind, the perfect illusion to cast.“Rithi, bless my sexual juices and let them paint new beauty in the world,” I chanted, my pussy-stained fingers painting the air before me, creating living art.Color swirled behind the ogre. The hulk thrashed, head smashing through the ceiling as it sought to throw off Ava’s feyhound. Zanyia darted before him,. He had to sit on the edge of the bed before the orgasm began to subside as his legs had gone silly on him. ‘Mmmm, good girl,’ mused Coleen as she stroked all of the come out of his cock into the condom. She tossed the panties on the bed and teased the hanging bulge of come in the condom with her tongue as she looked up at him. One final ejaculation boiled up at the sight of that, pouring out, and then he was spent. She quickly handled the condom and cleaned him with her tongue. Finally, his.