She wanted to help, but she couldn't tell me her name. I could see it as I drove my cock into the depth of her pussy. She loved me, but it must go aga...nst the rules.I had to figure it out.“Damn,” I groaned, driving into her, the feel of her pussy drawing me closer and closer to erupting. My balls tightened in the depth of her pussy. “You're really not going to tell.”“I'm sorry!” she moaned, her snatch squeezing about my dick, swelling the amazing pleasure of burying over and over into her. But all that was there was an empty space, echoing the emptiness I sometimes feel inside. I closed my eyes, and forced myself to go to sleep, overriding the emotional pain that I felt.In my dream, we were together, somewhere. It was dark, and we were inside, sitting in front of a roaring fireplace, no other lights in the room. A bottle of wine was next to us, and we were laughing and talking. The firelight danced in your eyes, and on your lips. Your lips invited me to kiss them, which I did,. I can't risk it because there's a very real danger that I could break the entire Universe and kill everybody, but I'd love to be able to bring your parents back if I could. I'm sorry, Ava, but there's no hope of that happening." I could look back in the past to see their bodies, so could easily recreate those, but couldn't do that for their minds because my access to information like that only exists in the present. (I mention more about this topic in a later chapter.)"None?" I'm afraid not,. 3 miute k baad jab may thak giya tu mayny nasreen sy kaha may ab phudi lon ga tumhari aj tumhari phudi ka dekhna kia haal kerta or wo b bechain thi is k liye.kher mayny robina ki shalwar pakeri or us k sath achi tarah nasreen ki phudi saf ki or apna lun b saf kia ab us ki phudi or mera lun dry tha mayny nasreen ki tangen utha k apny kandhon pay rakhi or 1 jhatak dy k dy lun phudi may daal diya nasreen 1 dam uchal pari or chekhi k kia ker rahy ho may ny us ki 1 na suno or dry phudi marny laga or.