HalDavid figured it must be a side corridor into service areasof the mall where he could hide for a bit. The little bellsringing took him by surprise;...it was a shop?He looked around, a weird, dimly lit little shop full ofodd things. A very lifelike carved and painted leprechaunperched on a toadstool the size of a hassock. A lacqueredfan bearing the image of a Chinese dragon adorned with aforked beard like a Cossack. A brass demiurge carrying abasket full of haddock. A porcelain stallion. “Fuck Becca! Why does that feel so good?” I moaned. “Because you’re in touch with yourself unlike most men,” she said as she continued to finger me. She constantly spit into my ass to lubricate it as I began to ram my cock into Christine’s ass. “I’m going to cum Jon! Ah! Ah! I’m…Ahhh!” Christine’s anus chocked my cock and did not let it go until her orgasm has fully passed. Becca stopped fingering me and pulled me out of Christine. “For your final assignment: cum inside my ass,” she said as. Thank you.”She pushed her ass back against me. “For what?”“Reminding me of what’s important.”She arched an eyebrow and smiled a half-smile. “And what is that?”I shook my head. “I have things I need to take care of, and then I need to get back home.” Her smile faded and I couldn’t have that. “First thing I have to take care of,” I whispered, thrusting into her again, “Is finding out just how far you’ll fly.”She grunted with my renewed vigor.Her desire for me to last the full thirty minutes was. His hunger was easily melting my resolve to barter. I was aroused and wanting so badly to be taken. Licking my lips, I watched as he read my thoughts and stepped toward me. He was beauty incarnated, no deformities marred his flawless body. The only thing abnormal about his being was his eyes. Golden embers smoldering within pits of molten black, glowing in unnatural light. So strange, yet so beautiful. Pulling me in, his warmth brought me from my praising thoughts. His body was hard, yet.