Kyet’sol wishes only to test those with strong minds, not the brutes who hack their way to victory for her baser sisters’ amusement.”With that, ...he Djinn faded away and the statue went dark.“Guess we’re done talking.” John said to himself, as he turned and walked back through the doorway.A blink, and he was standing inside a normal interior hallway. Pale sandstone walls, two double-arms-width apart ended in an arched ceiling nearly twenty feet above his head. A few feet behind him, the passage. .," some one said. Ghost was almost to the point of filling my throat when I felt something very cold, definitly a liquid, enter my ass. I could hear the bottle being squeezed, then squeezed again and again. The bottle was emptied inside me ass. "That should lube her up for ya Frank," Harry, my wonderful older brother said. Then I felt the pressure of Franky's thick cockhead being forced into my asshole. Granted, just the previous night, well, actually, very early this morning, Franky had. I climb up him, sit myself in his lap and kiss him.I ask him if he can show me what it is like to really make love. Without skipping a beat he leans forward and kisses me, placing his strong hands on each side of my face, his tongue tasted of black coffee. I grind my hips into his cock, feeling a pulse when it meets my pussy, I reach under me to grab his cock, aligning it with me and sit down. This time his size took my breath away, but I wasn’t going to stop until every inch of him was inside. His name kind of took me by surprise when he said his name was Robert, but that his friends call him Robbie. I told him that I loved that name and asked which he would rather I call him? He said Robbie was fine and I asked if he would object to me calling him Robert and he said, ‘No, of course not.’ I guess I am a little fond of the name Robert for obvious reasons. We danced most of the night and his arms felt so great wrapped around my waist and when he would pull me closer I would almost.