He wore a duster style long coat, held a ballistic riot shield and wore a helmet. Below the duster and above army surplus boots, kneepads were built into the jumpsuit he wore. He knew the items he thought of as cluttered were vital to the arcane tasks carried out in the Bhabhi spacious room. Amidst the clutter, a second man, humming to himself or perhaps chanting, maybe both it was hard to tell, moved with a conservation of motion totally engrossed in the ongoing procedure. It seemed to require no more than indian a step or two to reach anything he desired. Beyond his immediate orbit were a wide variety of melee weapons, some in stands, others lying on shelves or worktables. Furthest away was a glass display case with a variety of rings, finely crafted chains of precious metal, earrings and studs laid on a velvet background. Strewn through the jewelry were a few watches, lighters, pins and pens. Seeming a bit out of place was a tooth. Between the two men was a rack of video monitors displaying views of the exterior of the building. The stationary man moved to scan the monitors more closely. He said, “So what is the story on this new customer that required me to lend a hand?” The second man continued working as he answered, “Rev, the client that originally commissioned this piece…” “The monowhip,” Rev cut in. “…Decided to take a dirt nap at the most inopportune time.” “Is this an opportune time, Harry?” “I doubt any time is opportune for the party taking said dirt nap, but the timing was most inconvenient for me, as I was well along in the enchanting process for completing the commission. Instead of just quitting and losing the time and materials I already invested, or completing the enchantment and bonding the focus to myself, which would pretty much be a waste of karma as I have no need or experience in wielding a monowhip, I posted an ad on the matrix proclaiming the benefits for a purchaser of the work in progress,” Harry explained. “Which are?” Rev asked curiously. “Less waiting time on a custom fabricated focus which would require less than usual karma to bind,” answered Harry. “I get the reduced wait period, as you were already underway. Care to elaborate on the reduced bonding cost?” Rev asked. “I use as many karma reducing techniques as possible during the enchanting. Thanks to you and the group pointing out all the advantages free spirits can impart, I am using sam the bound free spirit you helped me obtain to further reduce the cost by having the customer give the spirit karma, and this is part of where you come in, while you perform the conjuring ritual to increase the ratio of karma transferred, and then the spirit will pay some of the karma cost from the proceeds,” Harry explained. “I know no one better at conjuring than you, and I am hoping your added presence acts as a deterrent for any double-cross. I don’t know this customer and didn’t have time to do a thorough background check on him. What I did find points toward either some bad luck or untrustworthiness. I’m not sure which. When he was here previously bonding to the focus, he was prepared to expend the karma desi to bond it, but I got this odd premonition. So I offered to try to reduce the karma and said you were the best person I knew for the task, so we planned tonight's rendezvous.” Damon "Rev" Spector was glad he had arrived with a full complement of spirits. “So you’re hoping for the sunny best, but anticipating the worst.” “I am afraid it is a bit more complicated than that. Even if the new customer tries a double cross, I cannot just defend myself to the best of my abilities and perhaps kill the offender. It might drive away business if people start to think dealing with me is an express lane to dying.” Just incredible. “Is this what you want?” All she needs to do is tell one of the guards I’m a Gaianesian, and an implant will be my fate. June Watkins 173cm // 45kg // 89F-56-82 Thanks for reading! (Said suggestively!) “Pinch my arse, hurt me, I love it, I am cumming again,” she growls as Bhabhi I feel her squirting again. The blonde sunny shuddered and groaned around my dick. After a while he settled down, and we changed up positions. "Will, do it" mom said. After dinner he stayed in his seat, I think he didn't want me to see the tent he'd pitched in his shorts. I watched her with each stroke of the razor and the hair came off leaving her with a smooth and glistening pussy. I smiled at the feel of it on my skin, the paint coating my body. We got a pizza indian for lunch. To be doomed to an alcoholic death or to live on a spiritual basis are not always easy alternatives to face. My pussy ached, clenching. My wife's snatch spasmed about my girl-dick. I bumped into Rosa who was cleaning the patio deck. "I love sam it when you role play, does my pussy feel good baby?" Lets see if he wakes up now.” She once again gripped onto his cock, resuming her personal cock worship. The girls bantered on about their photos and I pretty much ignored what they were saying, just enjoying the scenery. The last thing he needed was to get an erection in front of his children. That part wasn’t completely false. She continued thrusting her fingers into her pussy, and her other hand switched between her breasts. I'm going to cum with your cock in my ass, Daddy!” She screamed, and she came. After the thing in the basement with Rebecca, giving her a ring might be stupid. I desi stared down at my daughter's nipples, her full breasts clutched my hand. "Ah well, might as well get up," she said aloud. He hadn't stopped to think that, now that he was facing her, his erection was plainly visible through his pants.