“Translating biological signals into energy signatures is as much an art as a science.”“Thank you,” was all Porter could think of to say, as h... realized that the waves hitting the beach made no sound. “Where am I?”“In physical space, the best approximation that you would comprehend is the event horizon of a Black Hole, but such approximations are irrelevant here,” the figure said. “In the context of pure energies, physical locations are incidental.”“Oh,” Porter was at a loss for a proper. Now I could chat with Iris about Ben’s prospects of working through the summer here at the manor.I found Iris an attractive woman with fair bubbly hair and hazel eyes that sparkled while she spoke. Her voice had unmistakable breeding and the polo jumper she wore failed to conceal her fine shapely figure. This was a woman I felt I could admire.“There’s plenty for Ben to take on here Margo.” Iris was saying, “The war-effort took the last of our workers away some while ago.”As I listened, I felt. His fingers found my still sore ear and I licked. Not knowing how sensitive she was in these parts, I was cautious in opening her pussy lips with my thumbs but it had no effect on her but to open it wide for another glob of cum to jump out at me. I licked it up. "Get right in there," he said as he pushed my face harder into her.Whether she was sore or sensitive there, she moaned and rolled her hips up further.I was sure it was instinctive or simply physical reaction that made her gasp with. As the door shut I got a better view of who had just entered the train. She had shoulder length black hair and gorgeous brown eyes. Her figure was just right, not skinny like you see in the magazines. She must have been in her middle thirties and what I would call fit! She was wearing one of those white knee length dresses that have buttons all the way down the front and are light and cool in this sort of weather. As she turned around to put her bag on the overhead rack I noticed that I.