“Just talking to the voices in my head,” I said.“You and Karen,” John said.“What?”“She talks to herself all the time.” Johnny said, �...�She talked to the ceiling when she bought the Lottery winner ... or so the story goes.”I burst out laughing.When I settled down I said, “So did I.”And that set us all off.To change the subject I asked about the dog.Hold on a second ... let me explain.When I walked into the Two Bit, a long but not tall yellow and white puppy was right at my heels and nobody. The house was nestled just below the cliff that formed the natural anchorage, a cliff that rose to a peak on her left as she gazed out onto the Mediterranean Sea. The rock was arid, dry, with some low growing brush along the clifftop. The village proper was further back atop the higher ground above the cliff.She picked out the low warehouses and the grain silo that hedged the harbour's edge. It was easy to count the fishing trawlers and smaller pleasure cruisers that were tied up inside the. Don’t worry, I won’t be taking a picture of your face but it would be nice if it showed your cock.”When I heard her reason I must say it turned me on a lot, in fact so much so than I began thrusting faster almost immediately.“Sounds good to me Leah. That is if that’s something that appeals to you.”“I told you that I handle things in my own fashion and I think it’s perfect. All we need from you now is a big load of cum.”“It’s on the way but I’m not sure how big it’ll be” I honestly answered.This. Her released her wrists from the binding he had placed earlier and motioned for her to lay down. He fed the silk around two convenient slats in the headboard leaving a foot and a half slack on each end. As he took each of her arms, she thought at first he was going to tie her in place, but instead he looped the extra around her palms a couple times and closed her fingers around that, ensuring she had a good hold. Leaning down next to her ear he whispered "Don't let go" and all she could do was.