“And in the meantime?” she asked him, “Is there anything else lurking in that store of fantasies lying unearthed in that head of yours.”He lau...hed.Alan opened his mouth to speak, but her mobile phone rang interrupting their conversation. It was Bradley. “Is it okay if I take his call in the coffee lounge?”He nodded reluctantly. Dawn Dawn left him sitting there and found a quiet spot in the coffee lounge.“How are you feeling now?” he asked her. She told him that had gone back to bed with Alan. His eyes scanned up and down her, looking at her down covered bush and the swollen pussy lips that seemed to be begging to accept his cock.“Now where were we?” he said lowering his lips to hers. Somewhere, Sarah found the energy to resist, but he was relentless, finally capturing her face in his large hands and pressing his lips to hers. The pressure of his lips forced hers open, and he slipped his tongue inside to taste the warm wetness of her mouth. The kiss was long and passionate. He. His grandmother didn't make him pay rent and hardly ever bothered him. Mostly because they lived in Arizona, and the hot summer months made walking the 15 or so yards from the main house to the shed way too much for his frail grandmother. Thank god he had a small AC unit installed or he would have had a heatstroke a long time ago. Of course, he was allowed in the main house whenever he wanted, which was essential due to the fact that he didn't have a restroom out here. If he had to take a piss. In Place of The Blade Were Two Three Pronged Hooks For Extra Stability and Grip During A Climb or Grapple. Between The Prongs Were Braces For Needles in case of Combat.Regardless John Was Currently Drinking His Cup of Wine, Which Was A Mix of German Apple and Pear Brandy, French Wine, and Portuguese Ale, a Rather Odd Brew, But Then He needed the Hangover to cope with his Losses to The Templars. Of Course There Was Also Nothing Better Than Running Through Rome With A Monumental Hangover,John.