He tried to recall what happened inside.He remembered a strange sound playing in his ears, high pitched, not unpleasant, but with slight variations in...the pitch. And there was the fine, white mist that surrounded him. And then he was here, standing in the tall grass, watching the black stone column descending again into the earth.But he wasn't the same now, the black rock had changed him. His body was whole and strong, stronger than before, stronger than any man of his tribe, somehow he knew. I started fucking her with the dildo, "I'm going to show you what happens to slutty pussies." She reached down and tried to grab my arm but I swatted her hard across the ass and told her, "The more you fight it the more you have to take slut."That didn't make her fight any less. I straddled her legs so I could sit on them and hold them more securely then grabbed her wrist and pinned it behind her back, she was laying on the other arm and couldn't reach me with it. Once I knew she was secure I. It was some distance to the area they lived in, but they didn't have anywhere else to go--for the rest of the week, really. When they got to George's apartment building, they just kept going to hers. They sat on her couch and talked for a while. When George tried to kiss her, she responded. Quite a bit. Soon Faith got up and told him that she was going to remove her makeup and change. When she came back, Faith was fresh-faced and wearing beige slacks and a sheer light-green blouse. He stood up. We fucked for awhile and then I pulled out of her.I then sat on her couch and removed my boots, socks and pants. She offered me a whiskey and water. I lit a cigarette and as I sipped on my drink, she got down on her knees in front of me and began kissing my still hard cock. "Oh yes," I thought. "Suck me grandma."As though she could hear my thoughts, she slipped her wet mouth over my cock and began bobbing her head up and down as she sucked on me. I sipped my drink and smoked my cigarette as she.