Dad assured me that he had a long talk with Mr. Vincent and he’s sure he’s just the man for the job.Mom gave me a kiss and they left for work. I f...nished my coffee and went back upstairs. I took a shower and put on a pair of trunks. I checked on Tony before I went downstairs.He’s sound asleep. It looks like he’ll be out for a while. I guess he was too excited to sleep last night. He must have stayed up most of the night building a new computer for Sam. He finally fell asleep in his clothes on. She said yes with a cute Dutch accent and turned to climb the ladder steep, narrow stairs. I took in the great view of her spinner’s body and particularly nice ass—Amsterdam stairways do do a great job of putting your eyes at a great level! I think she knew I was watching because as she climbed the steps, her hips swayed seductively.The stairs curved to the right just as you entered the room. On the left was a small sink, straight ahead was a platform bed flanked with large plate mirror and a. He is milking her while she is crying out. Finally, she cums.The robber then gets on top of her. She cries out “what are you doing” he responds fucking you. She says “noooo please no, I belong to my hubby he is the only one permitted to have sex with me. Please, I am Catholic, please don’t! I have done everything else” (She is in no position to resist or stop him). He smiles at her, saying, ‘Oh in that case let me take this thing off. He pulls the condom off, and says ‘then I guess I don’t need. There was a gigantic, mass of swirling black energy. If this was Edwin, she couldn’t tell, but she didn’t want to be the one that was ultimately held responsible for destroying the entire hotel. There was a ghastly moan as some of the chairs started to be magically picked up and hurtled across the room shattering into many pieces. “Edwin, is that you? Is that really you?” Andrea sincerely doubted that the Edwin that her phantasmagoric friend had alluded to was this bestial monstrosity, but she.