The Greybeards really WERE summoning you!” I looked puzzled. “Masters of the Way of the Voice. They live in seclusion high on the slopes of the Th...oat of the World.”“So why would they summon me?”“The Dragonborn is said to be uniquely gifted in the Voice – the ability to focus your vital essence into a Thu’um, or Shout. If you really are Dragonborn, they can teach you how to use your gift.”Hrongar said, “Didn’t you hear that thundering sound? That was the Voice of the Greybeards, summoning you. Now I stand in a room with two very beautiful women, both of whom I am deeply attracted to and I don’t know what the hell to do. It’s makes me sad that I am going to hurt someone who matters to me deeply.’ Christelle stood their with tears running from her eyes. Roxy walked over to comfort her. ‘Don’t cry Christelle. I’m sure we can work it out,’ she consoled her. Christelle nestled into her shoulder and it Greg could see that the two women clearly had also had feelings for each other. ‘You. By this time we had become well acquainted and I knew that today I was going to fuck another guy (or guys) whilst my man watched me. Steven and I went swimming and as soon as we were in slightly deeper water, but still able to stand he grabbed me and swung me around so we were face to face. His cock was erect and poking me in the belly and he kissed me deeply his tongue sliding into my mouth. My hands were on his ass kneading and feeling it (I love tight asses) He went to lift me so that his. Sandra drove the roads and Chucks and I kept hunting the woods. It was that afternoon that the kids came home in the back of a county sheriffs vehicle. They had been found in town and brought them home immediately. Then the tale unraveled. Michelle had been in trouble (grounded) and wanting to runaway to better circumstances. She talked Phillip who was not in any trouble at that time, to go with her cause he knew the woods. He was decked out from head to toe in his camouflage hunting clothes..