He put his rental house up for sale, explaining to Linda that he'd had a generous offer in a market where returns were disappointing. It meant the tim...e they spent together was now only in our bed, which I had to admit was a certain relief to me. I still harbored this sliver of worry that more private time together would allow shared intimacies to draw them closer in ways I might regret. There was also the looming dread of having to console Linda if she was right. I knew it wouldn't devastate. She should know this before she speaks to you.” Nealla nods yes before she leaves to pack. Soon after that she leaves for her home village of Koten which she hasn’t visited much since she married Harold.Arriving in Koten at lunchtime Nealla has the meal with her family before asking her grandmother Shedra, the Great Mother of the Amira, to take her to see Shundra, Nealla’s great grandmother.While they walk to the house of the old women in the middle of the village Shedra says, “Please don’t tax. Being a well-bred young woman, she had cleaned him up after use, with a lithe tongue, which she had used on his softening implement, until not only had she licked off the coating which covered it, but also left it semi-erect, needing very little fanning to get the flames burning brightly again. In this condition, Tom was trying to tuck it back into his trousers, when Miss Buchanan, drawn by the noises coming from the stables, came upon him in the stall so recently the scene of Miss Yeardley's. Maybe he thought I was too preoccupied to notice, but I caught a glimpse of him sitting on the toilet stroking his dick pulled out of his unzipped pants. I looked back down quickly so he wouldn’t know I saw him.Facing him again I rubbed and played with my dick and balls some more, yanking them away from my core with forceful jolts that made water and suds fly out of the shower stall. I ran my encircled fingers down my shaft so tightly I squeegeed off the soap.Rubbing back up my chest I looked.