He was careful to downplay the supernatural elements of the City of the Gods, though Rebecca seemed quickly to comprehend that aspect. They explained ...hat Professor Wilton had disappeared after making the initial discovery and that Wesley’s key was a page from Wilton’s notes.“We’ve been here interviewing you for one purpose, Wesley. We want you to join us on an expedition back to the City of the Gods this summer. To us, your services in translating or interpreting the stories and legends. After he had fingered me a minute more, he pulled out and rubbed his fingers up and down my wet pussy as he continued stroking so sexily in and out of Sheila who was now groaning heavily."Mmm, uuuh, uuuh, mmm, oh, Owen, oh, UUUH, UUUH, uuh, huh, mmm, mmm," she cried out as she began bucking and thrusting up at him as he jammed down into her deeply, dropping down and kissing her over and over."Mmm, uh, huh, mmm, oh, I love you, hon, mmm, oh, so much," he moaned as he cummed deeply into her right. She was a real comfort to me although it crossed my mind that I probably didn't actually tell her that often.All these thoughts and others were churning through my mind and I found myself listening to the grandfather clock in the hall bonging twelve times and then later it emitted the half-hour sound and finally I heard the one o'clock chime. I was thinking about getting up and going down for a cup of coffee or something when I heard a rustle of cloth in the dark. My ears perked up and I. She could also sense I was close because she speed up her journeys up and down my cock with her mouth. Suddenly she stopped sucking and began rubbing my hard cock very fast with her hand. My legs shook, I closed my eyes and streams of cum shot out my cock. It felt like I was pissing because of the volume of cum that shot up from my balls. One stream of cum, two, then three, each accompanied by a shout of surprise, delight, then laughter from my sexual savior. I guess I must have moaned, but.