04-11-2003, 12:37 AM
Ruby: (slight pause) I think someone needs our help, then we resume our lovemaking.
Me: (nods) Yeah.
(We pull back our sexy nighties on, then head toward the moat, barefoot.)
Ruby: Oh Genea, let me help you out!
Me: Yeah, come on, Genea, 'cause right now, your teleportation skills are becoming deader than an Apple IIe! (resists urge to laugh as we pull her out.) You all right, cherie?
(Note: Ruby remembers I was on top of her, and bouncing hotly on her sexy girl-prick, anticipiting another flood of girly-cum...)
Me: (nods) Yeah.
(We pull back our sexy nighties on, then head toward the moat, barefoot.)
Ruby: Oh Genea, let me help you out!
Me: Yeah, come on, Genea, 'cause right now, your teleportation skills are becoming deader than an Apple IIe! (resists urge to laugh as we pull her out.) You all right, cherie?
(Note: Ruby remembers I was on top of her, and bouncing hotly on her sexy girl-prick, anticipiting another flood of girly-cum...)