"I’m sure he doesn’t mind. Besides, that way, he can see Jeannie once in a while." Her hips started picking up speed, making the bed creak a bit,...which is why she stopped. "Lian is not here yet, she... she’s off at four, I believe."A moan almost escaped her lips as she slid my cock into her pussy in one swift motion. She was so wet my cock went right in. She stopped right before engulfing it all. She always had to ease it in, her perfect pussy having trouble with my eight-inch cock. "Okay,. There was something familiar about this stranger that Stacey couldn't place, but she had a good feeling. Maybe it was the alcohol or the heat or the music or just the vibe in general, but she felt comfortable with him. He was a good dancer too, with strong hands that didn't need to ask permission to explore her body. It didn't take long for the stranger to pull her tightly to him and begin kissing her on the neck. The strength of his arms and the boldness of his actions had Stacey very turned. It was good that we had a couch along with the small table and chairs so everyone had a seat.Etta said, "We all want you to listen to the story Margaret, or Maggie, is going to tell you, Chuck. Don't interrupt her, and listen to everything she has to say. I'm sure you'll be interested in what she tells us, but hold your questions until she's done."Margaret expectantly looked at me, and I smiled at her. I didn't say anything, but gave her a nod and a smile.Maggie began, "I was just a farm girl. It startled Scott. Hearing the words made the woman real. He kept atit, touching himself in front of the stranger. He reveled in it. Helooked at the angel, who now kneeled down to check for wounds like aparamedic. Her white armor clanked against the floor.?I need something,? Scott answered in a breathy French accent.The angel aimed her staff at Scott and tethered a glowing stream ofenergy between them. ?Your life points aren?t charging. Strange. Youshould be going above a hundred.