Jared heard the car come up the driveway. He heard the engine stop. He heard the car door open and shut as two high heeled feet clip clopped their way... up the path to the front door. He heard and saw the door handle turning and he felt his own heart beating wildly in nervous anticipation of Amanda’s entry and her response to what he had just spent most of the afternoon setting up.What happened next went in such a blur that even years later Jared Reznik had trouble remembering it all in any sort. I leaned forward and kissed his pee hole gently while she slowly wanked him on to my lips. As I moved back a string of precum trailed from his prick to my lips and my own girlfriend found it highly amusing."Now taste it properly," she ordered, and as I reluctantly opened my mouth she fed this monster cock to me.The same cock that she sucked and fucked herself! The taste was strange at first, but as I licked around the head of his penis I soon forgot about it, and concentrated on not upsetting. She had a beautiful name. A beautiful soul. His fingers tingled with the memory of touching her face. Soft skin on her cheeks, the slight ridge of a scar on her forehead, pliant lips, heat from her neck. "I shouldn't have said anything," he had told her. "No, you shouldn't have," she had agreed. But he had. How could he not? Eleven years would pass before he woke again. She would be in her late forties. The barely noticeable silver strands in her hair would have multiplied. Soft skin would be. .. soul? I have observed that each of your mates, at times, would lead you to some other place, but I do not know how that place was determined," Narvenia told me softly."It's easy," I replied. Then pulling her close, I touched her lips to mine. Once again, there was a spark, like static electricity that continued to grow. Then taking her hand, I led her up the stairs to my room.A two thousand year old virgin, Hanna had called her. Well, her wait appeared to be over. Narvenia had easily adapted.