"It's goat."?Manfred made a face. "Rather eat the real thing."?++++++++++As expected my invisible musical friends returned a few days later. OldCeltic... music filled my room and I think they even snuck in a Clannad andMary Fahl song in there as well. As it grew late, I asked them kindly ifthey could keep it down, as I needed to get to sleep. Surprisingly anIrish Lullaby began to play. I smiled and slipped into bed. In no time,at all I was asleep.I wish I could say that nothing else occurred in. Speaking of which, I hear him call out. ‘Baby, are you ready?!’ Time again to cum. For the both of us. Every time he cums, so do I. He makes sure of it and I am getting spoiled for it. I enjoy the feel of cum in me but also the shaking orgasm that comes to me after he is finished himself. ‘I am yours. Do what you will to me. I enjoy it all.’ I am in our bedroom, reading a book while overlooking the land that surrounds the house. The rain outside sluice down the windows. I hear him coming up the. She is powerful and sexy. She feels it at her core. Before her is a man in a mask and a suit with a cat-o-nine tails in his hand. She’s watching him work on a young woman who writhes under his discipline. She’s still, drifting into a space where she imagines the woman’s pain on her own skin.Someone else’s hands trace her outline down her arms. She shivers. She can’t see them, but she feels the heat of their body. She takes their hand; it is large and masculine. She brings it down her body to. We were seven days into our trip and somewhere in Georgia when Mom came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around her. She asked if I would mind if she turned the lights out and slept nude on top of the covers. She said that she would get under the sheet before morning. Of course I said that it would be all right and asked if I could sleep nude too. She giggled like a schoolgirl and said that my underwear wasn’t doing a very good job anyway.So the lights went out, I heard her towel hit the.