Then she pushed her finger slowly but steadily up his ass. His body went rigid, and he trembled, but he made no sound.She kept pushing it in until it ...was almost in to the third knuckle, then she started wiggling it gently to stimulate his prostate. His breathing became laboured, and sweat broke out on his body. She continued massaging his prostate until his body started to quiver and he started breathing hard, at which point she quickly pulled her finger out and backed away, not touching him at. Ginger was happy to hear from me, and I filled her in on what I had been doing the last two years. She again told me she wanted a submission, and I said I would see about sending her my next one, Mr. Cummings had already bought my newest.When I told her about the convention, she said that would not be a problem. “Oh, I handle things like this all the time. What kind of tournaments were you planning on holding?”I told her Axis & Allies, Civilization, Diplomacy, Dungeon, and several for D&D. The name's Daryn." "Yes master." she said He blinked. "Don't call me master." He said as he put his shirt on. "But you are." she said. "It doesn't mean that I like to be called master. Using another word will be fine, just not Master." "My lord." He nodded. "A bit better." "Alright then." She said to him. He looked at her. "I just need you to distract the guards or bring her out here." "I think I can do that." she said to him. He grinned. "Which one?" she did not reply to him she flew ahead. Ironically, we never fucked but I tasted her many times over during a five-week stretch. The techniques she instructed me on were very appreciated and served me well with Aunt Sarah, as well as more than a few women over the ensuing years.On a Saturday morning that June of '78, I headed to my cousin's house to help him put a new carburetor on his Chevelle. Billy and I often worked on cars together and shared many good times. I arrived at his house about 9 am and didn't think much about his car.