I take the lord’s name in vain fairly often.She’d told me she’d only ever had one lover, her childhood sweetheart, literally a choir boy, Doug. ...e’d gone to Honduras for one of those church charity things while she came to Austin for her new job, and moved in with me.“I want a hot young guy with a big cock and plenty of money.” She declared, And I’m going to suck his...” She stopped, shocked at herself.“Money? Since when do you care about money?” I asked.“Well, if I’m going to fantasize, I can. How can youdance to that?" You just listen to the beat and let your body move," I said, puttingdown my drink and rising to let my body sway to the beat.She knocked back the remains of her screwdriver, put her cup down andjoined me. She was a bit awkward at first, but we dance, still naked, inthe motel room for a couple of songs."This body feels so flexible." She commented.I had retrieved her glass and poured her a fresh screwdriver. "I startedwith my body, and used some gymnastic gear to get. " Ok"I just lay there letting her do all the movements. It was only a few moments and her moans were back up to the level they were before. I could also feel a growing pressure in my cock. It felt like it was in a damp velvet glove that was gently stroking it. It was about five minutes before I felt her start pushing down hard on my cock and she started to grunt as she did so. Just as she went stiff and her pussy started spasm around me, I felt that pressure build up and explode out of my cock.. John said, “I can’t take it off.”“I know that,” Mike countered.“You don’t have one.”“How did you know that?”John shrugged his shoulders and said, “I don’t know exactly. You’ve been touched by magic, but that sense of magic that comes with the medallion just isn’t around you.”Mike nodded in agreement. He had heard that statement before from various psychics. He said, “You also won’t tell me how you got it.”John said, “That’s correct. How do you know about the medallion?”Mike sat back in the.