By Christmas that year, we were practically living together. I say ‘practically’ because Daphne still lived with her parents but was spending four... or five nights a week with me. I’d met her parents and they seemed like decent people, though a bit more reserved than CeeCee’s. I thought if something like that happened to Daphne, her parents probably wouldn’t bother to tell me she was dead. They were just kind of absent like that.We finished A Christmas Carol with a matinee on December 22 and were. "I hope not for your sake." How was the sex with him?" First, tell me about your dream," she said, laughing again, but this time at the sad expression on my face, "and then I'll tell you about the sex." Yes, ma'am." "I'm waiting." Let me get my thoughts together." You're stalling." No, I'm not." I'm getting tired of this," my Mistress said, turning around and walking over to the dresser bureau. She stopped about two feet away from it, and then leaned forward, grabbing the edge of the bureau to. "We'll have to wait until morning to ask for her ideas," said Moira. "Lord knows, she needs her sleep." Looks like it."She started walking back towards the table where we'd been sitting, but I grabbed her hand."Thank you for being so good to her," I said simply.She said nothing for several seconds, then she just nodded."No, really," I persisted. "She needs you on so many levels, and you're there for her."She sighed, as I took her in my arms."It's hard to know if I'm doing the right thing," she. "There's enough cum in my balls to make ya spit out black babiesuntil yer ovaries dry up." To Christy's dismay, his penis became larger in response to her forcedcaresses. She couldn't believe he was hard again. Dave usually came onceafter five minutes and was done for the evening. Erect, only the head of Reggie's shaft fit in Christy's mouth. Reggie instructed her how to work his cock with her hands while runningher tongue and mouth along it. She had no choice but to comply with.