He did this three or four times, but after the earlier torture Mike knew he was close to cumming and couldn’t risk moving her off his penis without ...hat inevitable conclusion. Why was he stopping? Something was wrong and deep down he felt this was not supposed to happen. This was sex, with a beautiful girl, and yet he felt like he was supposed to be somewhere else. Isn’t an orgasm supposed to be the final outcome here? He closed his eyes and concentrated on not shooting his load. *********** 3. To inform the next Dr Frank I will attach a note to the mirror. Please leave this on it to inform your next Dr Frank Manson.Frank was stunned. Somehow he too had crossed the 4th dimension. He had no clue how he got to this world. And even more he couldn't see why this had to be another world than the one he left. But then he remembered that not HE, but someone else could be responsible for making this parallel world. The shock was somewhat too much. He went to the bathroom to drink some. There's a blow coming down from Canada. I'd get gone which ever way you're going and take these extras with you, at least they know how to sail."The transfer was made, Grace ran for a sweater and I hooked up the head and hoisted to a storm main and roller-furled to a storm jib. By the time Grace was back, we had a scrap of canvas showing and we were exceeding hull speed in front of some pretty good rollers.From Port Washington to the north pole there's a couple of barbed wire fences to stop the. We started to make out like high school students do, which of course just got my cock harder and aching for her sweet, moist, velvet lined pussy even more. I ran my hands under the back of her shirt stoking my hands against her bare smooth back. As I worked my hands higher to the clasp that held the restricting garment the held, her perfectly round succulent Double D orbs of pleasure. As my agile fingers reached their target, something was amiss, I felt left then right but where were the hooks?.