All who come here will act based on who they are. But it changes nothing."As he faced the figure, he began walking absent mindedly around it."You said...limbo. I don't understand."As he looked at the figure, the blurred shadows seemed to emulate a face. He felt like this person was sad. Mournful? Apologetic? No. Sympathetic."The paramedics are working on you. They are trying their best to keep you alive on route to the hospital. But you are, critically injured. Right now, you are, by all intents. Picturesshowing well lubricated finger penetration of her tight virgin anus.Click... Close ups of her face as he eased his fingers into her. Click...Click... Click... each picture building, showing her face deep inconcentration, brow furrowed at the intrusion, becoming prettier as sherelaxed into the new sensation, lighting up with pleasure as he began tohit her Sweet Spot. Her face beautiful in pleasure, a picture of sexualexcitement.Click... his lubricated erection, poised at her willing and. One product of her visits was that both Jake and Sue could now make themselves understood in three languages, and could cope with a fourth. They still spoke to each other in an odd mixture of English and Comanche, with some Shoshone thrown in, but if they wished they could converse in just one. They weren't yet fluent, but they were getting there. Dove's native Ute, which she used sometimes when she spoke with them late at night, was becoming more comprehensible too.Sue's skill at making. I don't think I am ready for that yet," Tia apologetically said."What if it wasn't real sex," I asked again, slightly annoyed she didn't want to, but knowing she would come round eventually. "What do you mean not real sex?" questioned Tia."Butt sex, I stick my dick in your butt instead of your pussy," I said. "I guess I could to that, it can't get you pregnant can it?" Tia asked. "No, it is perfectly safe," I said. Yes, that wonderful piece of ass was mine. I waltzed back into the kitchen happy.