"I'll try just once more. I'll be alright, Dear." You said that last year, and then I woke up to find you outside half-covered in your snow on Yule da...y."Nicholas winced, "I'm sorry about that. I should have told you I was going to try."Marta kissed him on top of the head and said, "Just you remember that, and don't you leave me, Nicholas. Now, come to bed."Rising on shaking knees, Nicholas nodded and picked up his cane, following his wife to bed.The sun was shining bright as Nicholas walked. She had her mouth on mine, her lips pressed to my own, her tongue soon pushing past to taste me and see if I had done what she asked of me. I had, of course, wanting to see what she would do about it, and I wasn’t disappointed. My pants were soon down at my ankles, her lips enclosed around my cock as if she were a starving woman, her tongue engaged in licking me from the head to the base and back. She knew that, especially after what I had done with her in mind, my dick would take some time to. ’ I chuckled. She grabbed them. I slowly slid down her body, until I was settled where I wanted to be, her sweet scent right under my nose. I could feel the heat of her body. I placed my hands on her hips, holding her down gently. The lace of her panties was soaked. I loved knowing I did it. I kissed her pussy through the thin lace, sliding my tongue up to her clit. Slowly, I sucked it through the cloth, until she gasped, and I released her, teasing with my tongue up one side, and down the. I hope this hasn’t been a dream. Waking up now would be absolutely horrible.Breaking him from his thoughts is the beeping of his communicator. He reaches over and hits a button. Above the device a green hologram of Lucy appears. “Hey, Roman,” she says with a small wave. “I just wanted to call to say thank you and that you are wonderful.”“Just say what’s on your mind, Lucy,” he instructs with a lopsided grin. “Please don’t beat around the bush. And are you sure that you mean me and not just a.