Several balls of energy appeared behind Flugret. “Have they any chance?” A voice came from one of the balls.“No, not really, they still don’t ...ealize that we are sending a direct opposite energy pulse against their efforts.” Flugret said. “In order to get through they will need a greater amount of energy than they are using.”“Good, still we have not survived this long not being careful. Continue to watch them, make adjustments as you see fit.” Another ball of energy said.“It will be as you say.. The rider was small ... maybe a child, maybe a petite woman. She closed her eyes and tried to remember the shape of what she’d just seen. Was the rider a woman? She thought she remembered female curves, but couldn’t be sure if she’d imagined them.“Althea!”That time, she was almost certain it had been a woman’s voice. Althea rose slowly and, seeing that the rider was looking away, bolted to the side of the house so that she could approach while still mostly unseen.Before Althea could make a. Sliding down farther her head bowed down to my manly pole. Her eyes fixed on my own as she planted wet kisses on the dark, swollen cockhead. Mom observed the changes crossing my face and then took the entire head into her mouth. Alternating between kissing the hard shaft along its entire length and taking more and more of my hardened tool into her mouth, she smiled up at me as if enjoying the immense suffering she was imposing on my quivering body. Abruptly, before I exploded, my mother stopped. Yes, that was what she would do, that was how she would survive this night... Almost eagerly, Sally Reagan's fingers sought the scarred humidor on the table next to the pictures and next to an odd looking, black-cased, slender thing she had never seen before. She opened the box, extracted one of the crude brown cigarettes, and placed it between her soft, moist lips. Beside her, Samuels snapped a lighter into flame with his left hand, his right still stroking his blood-heavy penis, and lit the.