As you force your will on the caller you realize that it has no connection with your Dragon master, but there is something in the magic of the caller. It has a sentience primitive and programmed it lashes out at you with powerful mental images of falling, miss haps at teleportation and other trawl magic’s. You get the impression the it dos not allow for any magic that eases traveling. The sentience of the caller is mixed up almost mad the images almost wash you away caught up in the powerful telepathic contact it takes you much effort to sever it again<br/><br/><br/>You became aware that Ann is panting heavily under the merciless assault of your fingers, by the amount of fluids around her and the way she breads eyes closed hands at her side enduring. Breading hard your fingers slide in and out of her she is covered with sweat. You must have bin at her for a long time as it had turned dark around you. As you become fully aware of your surrounding you hear her faint panting "Pleas, pleas Love   Miss I cant ..   I can`t anymore " Her back arches and she moans deeply and comes under your merciless finger work. She looks truly sweat, sweat and exhausted<br/><br/>