I parked some yards away from the cabin and waited.After forty-five minutes had passe by I thought about leaving and going to an hotel, when a black v...an passed by me and pulled into the small driveway of the cabin and then parked in one of the three available spaces in front it.Two men got out. Both looked in their middle thirties, one slightly balding. They took out some bags from the van and then a medium sized black dog appeared making me jump. It was a black labrador, about 65 pounds, and. Susan had picked the “Brides of Dracula” theme and Julie had been worried that with her past issues, she’d have a problem putting on a show for an audience, but she’d insisted she wanted to do it, so Julie had been a little distracted making sure she was ok. Then she took in what Claire had asked and realized she’d been making a face for several seconds.“Oh, no, that look was NOT for you, Claire! Yes! Absolutely, come on up, but er ... mingle for about an hour first, ok? Ya know, keep the party. But Katie was showing her skill in other ways now. Knowledge of herbs was something I didn’t know about her. Well, I certainly would not complain if she could relieve my throat. And if she poisoned me ... so much the better.She didn’t. In fact, the tea she made was soothing and relaxing. After we had finished our meal and cleaned our utensils, we crawled into the bedroll together, weary as we could be.“Will you hold me tonight, husband?” she whispered. I started to protest about not being her. The images flashed through her mind, over and over again in a continuous loop. First, she was pressed against the floor-to-ceiling glass wall, roughly fucked from behind, as her tits mashed against the glass overlooking the Pacific Ocean. This memory was replaced by images of his lips and fingers exploring and caressing every inch of her body, every crevice, and every bend. It was an orchestrated symphony of romance that brought her to orgasm over and over again, as he tenderly and passionately.