Kilthre! Get in here!" he bellowed. The short Gnome attendant scurried into the pavilion. "Tak this un t ther Gnaths. E'll tak em t th thers. Thn brin... em back."Brandar blinked several times as he tried to sort through the Gnome's broken Gnathar before bowing and following the gesturing Gnome."Never could get my tongue around Gnathar and I hate Common." Donnar sat back in his chair, puffing on his pipe again, and studied Lord Lailar. "You would have been killed long before you reached. "Lisa said there might be some residual effects for a while, and not to do this too often or too close together. I guess two nights in a row is too much. But you oughta be back to normal in the morning."I certainly hoped so. He dropped me off at my empty house on his way home. Like him, I was divorced. My ex-wife is an artist, and quite flighty. She was fun when we first met, and for a few years of marriage. But I was an engineer at heart, more practical than spontaneous, and we drifted apart.. Should I? wondered Susan momentarily. But she dismissed the thought, and eased Rosemary’s blouse off her shoulders and onto the floor. Where it lay looking very sorry for itself in a white heap of shapeless linen on the intricate patterns of the Afghani rug Susan had bought on one of her more exotic film shots. “Don’t you feel so much better now, Rosemary?” asked Susan, with a sympathetic smile. And then, as if nothing had happened, Susan returned to their conversation about life in the city. He pumped himself into her, grunting with effort. “Oh, shit, I’m gonna cum!” his mother suddenly yelled. Jim felt his mother’s cunt muscles squeezing his dick, bearing down on it as she came in a gush. He became tremendously excited—and fearful. “Mom! I’m cumming too—I gotta pull out!” he yelled. But she was one step ahead of him: She raised her ass and pulled off of her son’s cock just as he was starting to spurt: his cum shot out onto her nice warm tummy. “Good heavens, that was close!”.