I spent a few days there looking around, taking in the atmosphere of 1892 in NYC. I decided to go see a show. I went to see one, but was a little disa...pointed. I guess it was because from my vantage point of a little more than a hundred years in the future, it seemed a bit antiquated and unsophisticated. Still, I did enjoy the experience, over all.I did use my special abilities to move forward through time, then use modern transport to move through space, and then go back into the past again. I. I was holding my mobile phone up tomy eye and as soon as I stepped out into the room Ipressed the camera button, the camera made a satisfyingclick-whir sound, the picture was perfect, petitealabaster coloured Sian covered by a coal black giantof a man.In the ensuing confusion I managed to evict the nakedblack man, throwing his trousers and shirt out afterhim. When I returned to Sian’s bedroom she had pulledon a dressing gown.“Oh no, it’s too late for that, get that dressing. I stepped inside, and quietly shut the door, as to not alert her to my presence. My cock had fully risen now, and was throbbing against my shorts, begging to be let out. I rubbed myself quietly through my shorts, not daring to let even the smallest of moans escape my lips. She bent down to clean her legs, and her ass cheeks parted and bared her pussy to me. It was clean, and looked to be shaven; I saw her small hole and my cock went even harder at the sight. I could see her clit, a small bud. “Yes. Good. Now faster. Yes. Keep tonguing.” As I did this, I felt her thighs tense and grip against the side of my head. She spoke again: “Now. The G spot! HIgher up! Behind the wall of the cunt!” I moved my tongue upwards and worked to keep up the fucking motion. It was harder work. But it must have been enough. After 30 seconds or so, she convulsed with a loud shout: “FUCK! YES!” Remembering what she had said, I kept going as her backside pounded rhythmically into my face. Suddenly I felt.