This made Fleurs and Micky look at him questioningly. “I already told her to screw the poor bugger and put him out of his misery.”‘Yes, I have a...so told her this. Realia, bless her, even mated with cranky old Dartmoor to produce Skyla. She is but three hundred, and he is our oldest male at over nine hundred years old. She told me that she wanted to produce a genetically compatible mate for Silver to help us strengthen our pride.’‘I’m still not sure why it took them twelve years and the laying. She wondered a couple of times whether that was all for the better. If so he should probably accelerate to eighty five, so that a crash would kill them without leaving room for life as a vegetable. Her dark thoughts were interrupted when they entered the vicinity of Madame Juliette’s place, and she started looking forward to magic healing in her life instead of Stygian depths that she had so recently mentally channeled. After they went through several winding lanes in what seemed to be a. Wait...just wait a sec..."! The redhead smiled at me and nodded in approval, "Remember, you dirty old tosser, you've got to fuck me too"? I nodded and gulped and looking down at my prick which was buried a couple of inches inside Gemma's pucker, I noticed a couple of tiny beads of blood on my shaft - she'd never had a cock this big before! "There, there, poppet! That's a good girl...yes? Taking Daddy's gnarly old cock up your shitter...brave girl...dirty girl..." and taking the soles of her. It can be a career-killer. She told me that she just had some knots in her neck, had gotten them several times over the past and that she would be fine after a visit to her chiropractor. I told her that I was familiar with such things and offered to rub them out for her. She readily agreed, put out her cigarette and stood up, pulling me to my feet with her. We went back into the bay, put down the door and then set about securing the outside of the station, locking the front door and making sure.