Walter Carson got to his feet with a great deal of effort as an explosion in the distance announced that a battle had begun. Tarifa and Endith sprang ...uickly to their feet in response the echo of gunfire."They will come from the heavens. And he will be with them. It is almost time for the end game to begin." Walter said softly.Tarifa looked at Endith. "Take the Holy One to the rendezvous! I will hold off Marcus's forces while you escape." My Queen you can't! If you are captured... !" Do as I. As the evening wore on people came and went until eventually it was myself, T and my boyfriend left. T had had too much to drink to drive so she said she would spend the night. My boyfriend was tired so went to bed leaving me n T alone in the living room. Ever since the discussion earlier and the evening I could sense the sexual tension between us. As we sat on the sofa talking in hushed voices so as not to wake my boyfriend who was only a few feet away in the next room, I could see T looking. Her husband, Jake, was a microeconomics professor at a private college no more than 10 minutes away. She changed into her only bra that made her small boobs look at least in the B-cup range. Ava pulled her waist length blonde hair into a ponytail and put on her white blouse and black pencil shirt. After smoothing the skirt down her flat stomach, she sighed at the thought of putting on her bright red heels after a busy day spent on her feet, but knew it would be worth it. She had to hurry, she. Closing my eyes, I concentrated on the feel of Hillary’s cock buried in me, and as I came my arse squeezed against it hard, trying to force it out; a motion that Hillary’s body weight prevented, which drove my orgasm to a higher level; causing my cock to spray rope after rope of cum against the breakfast bar. Messy as my cock was, with everything that had come before, I don’t think Hillary had realised that she’d brought me all the way off, to the point where my balls were now dry heaving. She.