I hit bottom again and she squealed, she lost her ability to keep control and I saw my window and took it. I was soon hammering my cock in her tight p...ssy and she finally started swearing. I rubbed the head against her g-spot as I hammered her pussy.“OH MY FUCKING GOD, OH MY YOU ARE SO DEEP SO DEEP, OH FUCK, RIGHT THERE, THAT IS SO PERFECT, I KNEW IT WOULD BE GOOD, BUT NEVER THOUGHT IT WOULD BE THIS GOOD. OH GOD YES, RIGHT THERE FUCK, I AM CUMMING. YOUR NOT SUPPOSE TO BE ABLE TO DO THAT, OH. You cannot begin to believe how stressful it is being a medical receptionist in a small village. I know more intimate stuff about the people that live here that I really want to know, but I digress.So there I was lounging in the tub up to my neck in bubbles and candles listening to music on my mp3 player and wondering what tonight would bring. I smelled of lemon and lime with a hint of coconut (shampoo and conditioner). Skin tingling from my soak and scrub I stood out and wrapped the towel. “This dead brain had inside information on the Institute, Amari. The biggest scientific secret of the Commonwealth. You need this, and so do we.”She gave a deep sigh. “Fine, I’ll take a look, but no guarantees. Do you have it?”I brought Curie over and opened her storage compartment. “Here’s what we could ... salvage. We kept it cold, so that it wouldn’t degrade.”“Well, that’s something, at least. I’m not sure the connections will work with ... wait, what’s this? The hippocampus? And this thing. "Not a lot of gnome females here. Most of us have to resort to makingone out of whatever local raw material we can find." You can make your women?" Clem said, unsure he had heard the little mancorrectly."Have to," Gnordlum said with a shrug. "Otherwise, the whole gnome racewould die off."Clem felt great pity well up inside him. The idea of a whole race ofmagical gnomes teetering on the edge of extinction seemed profoundlysad."Gosh, I'd love to help. What kind of raw material do you need?".