“I will pass you my awareness of Dalia while you Read my spellcraft and pass me your magecraft. We can save time that way.”“All right. I’ll be...at maximum power in a few minutes, and hopefully we’ll be done by then.”Only seven minutes was required, and Mark was starting to feel a little dazed when they were finished, but the feeling passed as soon as he withdrew from the Link. He’d lingered in the focus longer than he would have otherwise, and sweat ran down his face as he became overcharged. Unfortunately for both of then, Sandra was fastidious and while allowing herself to be penetrated vaginally and anally without making any protest, she objected bitterly to a prick being put in her mouth. She had allowed it during the inspection before dinner out of sheer terror, and by forcing herself to believe that it had recently been thoroughly bathed.When she was taken to bed and fucked hard and long until the Brigadier produced copious jets of jism inside her, she knew that her body had. "You want a Coke or-" she turned around and saw me staring. I immediately looked at her eyes and turned beet red. She smiled, "-or an Iced Tea?" "Umm... A Coke... A Coke would be great," I mumbled, still beet red. "Sure!" She swam over and gave me one and opened her own. I swam over to the stairs and sat down. She then sat next to me. I tried to hide my face by drinking the Coke. "So how's school?" she asked after a good minute of awkward silence. "Huh? Oh, um... Great! You know, college,. *The bright Los Angeles sun shown through the large windows of the BimboTech building, as its CEO, Mr. Fink, walked through the front lobby. Mr. Warren glanced over to the three secretaries that looked like they were in a daze. They all had vacant smiles on their overly made-up faces, and big, blonde hair. To the casual observer, these girls could have been overly slutty triplets. They all had huge tits, and wore tight leather mini skirts. When he acknowledged them, they erupted in a fit of.