Rachel got Cathleen's shoes off, had her strip, wrapped her tightly in the blankets, and left her to sleep. Ragged breathing soon turned to soft snore....Rachel made up the queen bed, then stood by it looking at me. She crooked her finger, and when I went to her she said, "I just lost my husband. I killed his murderers. I'm lonely, scared, hurt, and horny. I'll be damned if I sleep alone tonight."With that, she started to remove her clothing - all of her clothing! She was magnificent!I confess. Me."Now don't get me wrong, you are an incredibly beautiful woman and I, being a mere man, certainly wouldn't mind bedding you. Why now? If it's because you feel you owe me then I'm flattered but it's not necessary." Rabszolga remained silent as an array of conflicting emotions scrolled across her face."It's because she's in love with you, idiot," a bemused Makro finally broke the stillness."What?" Nil almost shouted. To say he was flabbergasted was an understatement. Quickly he glanced at the. . found and unclaimed ... amateur archaeologists collections. Just plain scavengers. But not fakes ... the real McCoy.It all started when Jim Bales (11 left wing for Logan Park) brought a huge wood carving representing a short-legged male with a head almost as big as the body, covered with carved tattoos. Right behind Jim was Albert Boko carrying a fine wood lattice work and behind him was Mattie Smythson carrying a Moa feathered dress.The three stood in front of me ... questioning.“Where did. Thepussy riding my mouth disappeared, and licking my lips I felt myself starting to cum. Lookingdown I could see the first spurt shoot out, but found it stopping inside an invisible mouth andthen watched as it slid down an unseen throat. My cock suddenly felt a change of hands. It wasthen that I was engulfed by a different mouth, which swallowed the following spurts of cum withgrunts of satisfaction. She continued to suck my throbbing cock until my pleasure was spent, andthen gently mouthed its.