She sat down on the stool at the bar and told us both to grab a stool. I sat on the one on the left of her, Jeff on the right. She asked “How about ...ome wine?”As she reached forward to get the bottle and the glasses on the bar, my eyes traced the path down her sexy back, and my eyes fixed right on her ass crack. In my mind I thought to myself that I would love to be the bar stool about now with her tight, gray haired wet cunt sliding back and forth on it.She laid out three glasses, and poured. I eased my face between her legs to get her wet and ready. She must have been horny and masturbating in the shower as she was already very wet and tasted delicious. I slid my cock in and began pumped her pussy hard. She wrapped her legs around me and shuddered to a quick orgasm. The feeling of her pussy throbbing on my cock was all I needed to give her a nice, creampie load in her pussy. When we finished, I didn't have time to take another shower. I quickly dressed and headed to. I saw him raise a fist above her and I screamed."Fuckin' PRICK!"He actually jumped a bit, like a gun had gone off behind him. But then his eyes flared over at me, and he lunged at me instead, dropping her like a rag doll on the floor. The punches rained down on me like a storm, and then the choking until I kicked and struggled beneath him, despreate for air, and the cutting insults about me being useless, weak, no-good-for-nothing."What good do you serve in this world? Why are you even alive?. John Thompson and Charlotte Kent were standing next to several stacks oflarge plastic storage crates. Picking these up one by one, they ferriedthem over to the table. When all the stacks had been moved and the boxeslaid out, they removed the lids. Inside were all manner of artefacts."These are the very items that were drained centuries ago in order to bendfate and bring about the British Empire," said Virginia. "They've beendevoid of mystic power since that time. You can create sorcerer's.