" You've certainly changed, Michael," Annalee Meyer said, reflecting the other women's confusion."I have. And I needed to," I said. That drew some smi...les and nods from the women who knew something about the power of love. I was already aroused thinking about how this room full of MILFs would react as my slaves later on."Refreshments!" Brittany and Brianne shouted in unison, as my twin sisters came through the doors with a tray of fudge and my mom's special lemonade. I helped Brittany set up the. Doesn't it make you hallucinate and become violent?" I'm sure it does if you drink enough of it. You see plenty of evidence in Agdal of the dangers of over-indulgence. But I've been tempted to drink the odd glass when I've been on holiday there and although it does have quite a strange effect it has never made me hallucinate. And in Alif, it's so very expensive on the black market that it wouldn't be possible for someone to 'get drunk', as they call it, unless they were much richer than me. I. My wife came home about seven, again, and I fixed her a nice dinner and we went to bed early without making love. That weekend, however, I made love to her twice, and it was long, hard and extremely passionate. It was the best sex we had had for years.“What’s gotten into you” my wife asked, grinning from ear to ear.“Must be middle age” I told her. “I’m just feeling my oats, again” I grinned. We had a great weekend.Over the next several weeks, I saw Margaret at least once a week, and we made. This was the first time Tom had ever had a dick up his ass, I had used strap-ons on him, but he never had the real thing. All I know is Tom gave me one of the best fucks he had ever given me, especially when James came in his ass, Tom really went deep inside me and let loose himself. After James left, Tom and I headed home. We fucked like teenagers till we collapsed. As we rested smoking a couple of cigarettes and me drinking a rum and coke, Tom a cup of coffee, we checked out the swingers.