************Mindy didn't understand it either. Whatever this "Number 2000" was, itwasn't what she had put up for story two thousand. She had intende... topost Bill Hart's latest SRU epic, but right after she had loaded it ontoher server, it had changed into this "Number 2000", and nothing she didwould get rid of it.She finally got an answer when she checked her mail. There was a messageentitled, "Don't post 2000!" When she opened it, it was from a womanclaiming to be a witch.It read:"You must. I lap at the white stickiness, sucking your fingers into my mouth so I can lick them clean as I swallow your cum. I can feel you still hard inside me as I shift my hips experimentally. 'Baby?' I ask." Yes, baby girl? I lean forward and nuzzle your neck, pressing little kisses against your throat as I get harder inside your tight, sticky passage. "'I want to...' I hesitate, burying my face in your throat." What is it, baby girl? "'I want to... lick you.'" Jane's fingers slid down and tugged on. Naver never wore perfume on nights like this, leaving it to nature to provide its own substance.?He smiled, knowing from long experience the state she was in. ?Are you able to walk??She returned his smile, ?With help, I’m sure.????Chapter 4 – Naver’s River Crossing?They left the bar, his arm in its customary position round her waist - although not this time with his finger through her ring – there was too much risk of her stumbling in her current state. But Naver walked with poise and. His arms gripped her tight and she heard his low growl in her ear as his loins locked in an upwards position as if to fire his seed as deep into her body as possible. Feeling the hot, sticky load inside her was enough to send Abi’s body into wild abandon, and she lost herself as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure gripped her body and took away her senses.Applause filled the bar, as the two Oriental beauties disappeared from the stage as quickly as they had arrived. Steve reassuringly pulled.