The food, the music, the ambiance was breathtaking. Above all, Patrizio was in fine spirit, regrettably the last time that this would happen.As we fin...ally made our way to bed, I got overcome by a melancholy of unspeakable sadness. Once in my bedroom, I had an overwhelming feeling that Marco would visit me. Much as I would’ve loved that, I didn’t want to sully the evening with a base sexual encounter. Resultantly, I locked my door. I was, therefore, not surprised when I heard my doorknob. I didn't ask if he had,but... it wouldn't have surprised me? Like, that might explain why he'sseemed so broken-down lately. Today they didn't even make him exercise, buthe still couldn't get it up after we were done. And I swear it took longerfor him to in the first place.The exercise isn't doing his body any favors, either. They're not lettinghim do any weight training or anything to keep up his muscle mass, and he'salready gotten a little less cut. He told me that's happening to. I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine:There sleeps Titania sometime of the night,Lull'd in these flowers with dances and delight;And there the snake throws her enamell'd skin, Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy inWILLIAM SHAKESPEARE"A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM"The unassuming village of Brea was a quaint little village that laywithin the Shire of. "What was that? Louder!" Nina shouted, suddenly destroying the quiet. "Yes." Angelica sobbed, louder now."This. This is what you want. Say it. Say you want to lick my pussy. Say it you little worthless cunt!" Nina yelled forcefully at her."I....I want to lick your pussy." Angelica admitted, her face flush with shame.Moving over Angelica, Nina held her mound sex about an inch over Angelica's tear-stained face. The smell of Nina's arousal was so strong I could smell it from where I was."Kiss it..