Your hands reach forward and your palms on my chest your arch your back and point your chin to the stars feeling the width of me stretch you and fill ...you and complete the union of the two individuals and make us one. I pull you down a little – betting the other nipple inside my mouth, I hunger for more then just being inside of you, I hunger for your spirit – for your soul I have to tease it out of you, suck it out, nurse it out. Your hand goes to the back of my head cradling it there – pulling. I am still wearing soft vests directly againstmy skin. Well to be honest to myself, they are girls camisoles. Jenny hassuggested that I start to wear a bra, but I can't bring myself to do thatsomehow. If they grow any more, I shall have no choice.My face looks softer than it used to. We have always looked very similar,almost like twins instead of second cousins. I am now starting to lookmore and more like Jen. Jen said that if we wore the same make up, wewould look even more similar. Too far,. Sadly, if Susan's report of his blustering was fair, it didn't sound as if he had learned the lessons I would hope for. Though I was glad to see her and would like to have been supportive I was still pretty sick and readily went up to bed when she sent me, leaving her typing away on her laptop. Before I went I made sure that she understood that I would be pleased if she stayed the night or as many nights as she needed while negotiating with Earl. I was truly glad to discover that she had taken. Now, my most recent experience. For those of you who have read me and my colony guard would know about the guard that I am going to refer to. For those of you who don’t know who my guard is, here is a little background in brief:There was a guard(bittu) that use to work in my colony about 7 years back. I met him one evening outside my house and somehow managed to convince him to let me suck his cock (how it happened – read “Me and my colony guard”).Since that day, I and bittu have met on and off.