"And really, Phil, isn't it hot watching Kylie be a little slut? In your heart, haven't you always wished you could see her like this? Think of all th...e great tricks she learning...and isn't it hot watching her?"Kylie was on her knees, her french braid long undone. They were making her into a total whore. She was blowing one man and jerking off another, nothing on now but her red thigh highs. She was being a true slut."Yeeee...Yes," Phillip admitted. In fact, it drove his lust into overdrive,. “Hmmm,” I say thinking. “Well, first I’d lay you down on my bed and take off all your clothes. Then I’d tease you a little, kissing your body all over, letting my nipples skim across your chest. Then I’d work my way down past your stomach until I come to your beautiful hard cock. I’ll bet its just huge now isn’t it baby?”I pause but all you can do is groan in your pleasure.“Then I’d take your balls in my hands and run the tip of my tongue around first one, then the other. Then, slowly, I’d run. Promise?I guess a week or two will have passed by the time you read this, but all this just happened, as I write it, understand?Last night, I got home from the office, and the apartment felt really cold and lonely. It's funny, when we moved in here, we kept on saying how small and crowded the place was, but now it seems huge. I need you back here to make a proper mess so I can tell you to clean it up.It was really cold last night too - there are icicles still hanging from the apple tree. It's. They truly became us.”“I would like to give them one more night together,” the Lord of the Woods, for that was who he was, said to his Lady. “What do you think?”“Yes, and let's stay to observe. The others rolling together in the fields don’t interest me. “It was there in the silver moonlight by the standing stone, the old lovers awoke and felt the familiar moon-pull of desire. He took her face in his hand and kissed her. As the kiss grew deeper he slid his hand down her gown to her breast. Her.