Secretly I wished the sensations stirred by her innocent touches would continue. They went deeper than just my outer skin, and ripple-by-ripple my bod... was tense and sexually at wits' end.She took the cream and squeezed a whole lot out and started to massage her boyfriend's penis. Up and down she pulled at it, rubbing the white cream all over. He started to go hard and she accelerated her jolting movements. This was no mistake. She was masturbating him right here on the beach right in front of. So I was left to rely on my instincts and those were telling me it was ok.But more than what I wanted to tell him, I wanted to ask of him, as well. He's older, wiser; he's been through traumatic pain once already. I could sense he was having the same troubled thoughts as myself, yet for some reason seemed to be weathering them easier. Or so it seemed."... the only one that wanted to be your daddy."A surge of adrenaline suddenly shot through my heart, as I recalled his words."... he got your. When you die, some items that are very closely tied to your spirit will often stay with your spirit, instead of dropping to the ground like empty armor. Somewhere inside that Zibong is the Love ring I gave her when we wed. I can feel it. All these years and I still wear my own Love ring. Through the link between our rings, I can sense her emotions and her thoughts. When you said she was getting ready to toss a Deathstrike at you, I saw an image of you with smoke coming out of your hair! Now. Perhaps we should get our friendly clerk to help us out.” Nelson glanced at his niece. She blushed deeply and nodded. Gwen said, “Okay, it’s worth a try.” Gwen approached the clerk with his business card in her hand. “Jeffrey? Hi. On second thought, we do have some questions about our new toys. Do you have some time to spare for us?” Jeffrey, his face eager at first, now registered doubt as he saw Nelson and Wendy approach the counter with equally big smiles. “Well… yes, how may I help you?”.