”Alright, there’s no sense in arguing with you.“Thank you.”Let’s get dressed and down to the docks. There’s no sense in wasting anymore ti...e either.“But I’m hungry,” the witch complains.And who is going to cook, you?“I see your point.”After getting dressed, Penelope took a look around the monastery, including the room next to hers and against the general mutterings of Hazel. She found the place devoid of any life other than her own. Afterward, she set out toward the docks and began asking. .. nng... nng!" I could even feel his moistureseeping through his bikini crotch.I yanked the bikini front down and cupped my hand over -- a nutsack anda hardening cock! Yanking my right hand away, I slammed him aside withmy left and ran off, my stomaching heaving. ******************************My nose and mouth, and my right hand, both felt irrevocably stained as Ijogged homeward -- stained with that megafart and that cock-and-ballhandful. My stomach kept heaving and coughing. . "The thought made her chuckle, as did the next thought that it was only the fact that Alex was her boss that made the night remarkable, as if having sex with a woman - and getting penetrated, deep, by a woman - was just old hat now. "What a sophisticated connoisseur of deviant sex I am!" she laughed to herself sarcastically.Satisfied that she was at least able to keep her sense of humor about herself, her spirits had brightened considerably as she walked back out to the living room."And, this. All of the black curtainsthat had been covering up the displays had been removed, and there was alarge picture of the Jive that was visible from everywhere in theshowroom. But it was the other picture that caught my breath. Evenbefore we got close to the area I saw the profile of my head just aslarge. A distinctive ear bud was visible in the one ear that was ondisplay, and the cord that trailed from it led straight to the largeJive I had seen earlier.I was awestruck for a moment. The Jive was.