"Oh," he said with that smile of his. The one that always turned me weak in the knees, among other places."Here," I said as I handed him the card that... I had made for him.He opened it and read; To my dear husband Paul, each year my love for you grows, tonight is your special night, whatever you wish shall be, your fantasy shall come true, your loving wife Shelia.As he looked up I held a key in my hand. "I booked a room for us in a hotel overlooking the bay," I said in a sexy voice.He looked at. My cock seemed to explode in ecstasy as I rammed it in. I panted against Julie's neck as I finished spurting, feeling my cock become limp with exhaustion. I didn't know if I'd ever be able to fuck again!But I was dying to, even as I ground to a halt. Julie's legs were still wrapped around mine and her tits were firmly wedged to my chest. My limp cock stayed in her.Suddenly, I heard another voice. Julie's eyes opened wide as she looked up. "Hi, you two," said April from next to the bed.I gasped. She felt safe with the old man, he wouldn’t pursue her as the guys did at college, and if she excited him a little, then there was no harm in that. His wife was unwell after all. He needed some respite. If he did find her attractive, he would hopefully have an erection, if she was able to look, without embarrassing the old man, she should be able to see it push against his trousers.When he returned from the kitchen carrying a tray on which was two cups of tea, some sugar, some milk and. “You have ears like a cat.” I struggled to move my right arm.Pain shocked through me. I screamed out, my bones twisting against each other. Only agony gripped me. I howled. Breath sucked through my lips between shouts. I couldn't stop it. The hurt... It struggled to drown me. To smother me in never-ending torment. I had to... I had to heal myself.“Rithi...bless my...” I needed to remember. But... My head throbbed. And... “You have cat ears.”“She's slurring her speech,” Zanyia said. “She's not.