"Piasto dax torksato vey!!" yelled Kira in her native tongue as her arrow sped true and firm into the chest of the beast cutie which screamed and hissed in pain before twisting on its back as it died as it had done masturbating many, many times before. Jumping off my horse, I ran to where the dragon lay as my fellow adventurer floated to the ground next to me. The woman I loved was smiling and her eyes shone with excitement as we both stared at our conquest. Kira glanced at me and I could see the sparkle of familiar anticipation in her gaze as the green and gold outfit she was wearing slowly began to fade away until she stood there before me naked as the day she was born. Kira raised her right hand and waved a finger. "One day, Harry Watts," she scolded me with a smile, "We shall finish this adventure without you wanting me naked." "But that's the best part!" I protested as I began to remove my armour as we both stood together on a plateau of lush green grass that stretched as far as the eye could see under a never-ending sky. Another dance was about to begin japanese but this time it was the dance of life and not death. No matter how many dreams there were going to be, they almost all ended in the same passionate and sexual way between us and that would never ever change. Even in this strange suspended moment, I meant to have her again and again for the taking of her would never not be a miracle to me. The dream faded as Kira and I lay together in stasis floating in a place where time and space didn't exist. In this place, neither of us had aged a day and never would as the time machine kept us alive and safe. The only thing that mattered was that we had continued to exist and were together. How many days had passed since we had been put into hibernation? Kira raised her head and looked at me as she lay across my bare chest. We were both naked which was somehow appropriate as we waited for the asian machine to give birth to us. "From nothing there appeared something," she whispered as she traced a finger across my chest as I stared up into the empty darkness, "And from something there became everything until life returned back to nothing so it could start over again. Life becomes death. Death means rebirth." The old Universe was gone. All that was left of it were the memories Kira and I had of it and those memories would become the stories that would be told from generation to generation after we were both long gone. I glanced at Kira as she lay there naked beside me and at the three small rings on her right forearm. Those three rings that made Kira special. They were the only sign of her genetic upgrade which had been done when she was still in her Mother's womb. To change her gene sequence so that every child she bore would be a unique individual and not an evolution so that in the event of there only being one ship to survive the mission, the offspring of those pilots could continue the line without fear of genetic mutations destroying it. From Kira J all human life would come. We continue to dream. Those moments turned into minutes then hours turned into days and masturbation days became countless years. Then one day as we continued on in our deep sleep something changed.. "Why so early? A few minutes passed, the scenes of burning forests giving way to commercials for boner pills and diseases that are impossible masturbation to spell. “Let’s take a listen to those lungs, shall we?” He then put his left hand across her body, resting it on her right shoulder while placing the cutie stethoscope on her open back even with her lungs. I removed her suit and salwar. “Fuck me!” I found myself shouting, more in anguish than as a request. She unsnapped my shorts allowing her access to my balls as well as masturbating my cock. But I did not know Vitanimus’s name any longer, so he became just ‘Satan’ to me, and I believed my own lie. The students surged from their seats. We made out for a second and we both laid our heads back. ‘did you say something?’ he asked again That was foolish, but everything was so strange and new to me: the idea of the challenge; the idea of needing a bodyguard; involvement with a man such as Chowdhury; a sexual challenge asian to establish a business relationship; being in India; and, being in the remote part of India. Baring in mind I’d cum several times in the last few hours that was amazing. Juices gushed into my mouth. Charlie grows up acting much like Evelyn but japanese with all the looks of his brunette mother. And we can talk again whenever you feel up to it." Better than he had ever received before. “My Daughter needs to cum.” "So you gave him a hand job on the dance floor?"