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Description isnever adequate forthis feeling; forit is nota feeling. Itis a newstate of being,a paradigm unlikeany other. Iam lifted fromthe seat ofdepression and lonelinessand given anew gift. Hope.

Ihad to stopmyself from lappingit all up.

We rounded thecorner to wheremy truck wasparked, Lorna groaned,"Oh my godit's the Beast."

Suddenly,she seemed tosnap out ofa trance. Shequickly gathered herdress together andstraightened up.

I lefther there andwent to mytoy box andgot out asleep "He shouldbe getting offfrom work right about now," shestoicly mumbled, heroutstretched arms nowcompletely numb asthe fight allbut left herbeaten body. "Andhe doesn't havea clue whathe's in forwhen he getshere. "

Karen startedto sweat. Sheheld her handsstill on hisbuns.

I drive away with a verylarge smile onmy face.

"Goodmorning," she saidsweetly as sheturned the flameoff and transferredthe eggs tosit on topthe steaks onthe two platesshe had onthe counter. Hesmiled as hesaw her drainthe hash browns and put thebuttered muffins onthe plates aswell. She stillknew him prettywell. "Did yousleep well?"

"I'm expectingLori to behere soon. She'ssupposed to comeand pay meback some moneyI loaned hera few monthsago. She shouldbe here anytime," he said.

I just shrugged my shoulders.

"Oh, wow,"Mac said ashe walked overto his Viperand looked inside.

Thepilot sucked oneof the copilot'sbreasts and thenthe other, whilecontinuing to screwthe stewardess. Hishand trailed downher belly andundid her shorts.As they fellaway he beganto play withthe copilot's moistpussy, while allthree of themmoaned and groanedto the droneof the airplane.Every so oftenhe would takehis fingers fromher pussy andlick them. Aboutthe third time he offered themto the co-pilotwho sucked themin immediately. Thenext time heoffered them tothe stewardess, whosucked on themwith great zeal,moaning as shedid so.

Once he'dfinally shot hisload of cuminto her andclimbed off thebed she'd collapsedin total exhaustion,falling fast asleep until her alarmwent off thenext morning. Withthe beeping ofthe alarm sheslowly opened hereyes, she'd beensleeping so soundlythat she hadto work toknow her surroundingsat first. Aftera couple minutesshe understood shewas still layingatop the bedspreadin a poolof dried juices.

"Nothingof mine isup there." Shewas still fightingus. She knewthat the paperssaid what wesaid they did.She was mychild.

I'm fucking wasted and I haven'tdone anything. Ican't believe anyof this andI saw itall. We havebeen parked forabout forty-five minutesand three maybefour people havewalked past us.Since they appearto be finishedI drive back to his apartment.I am stunned,very turned on,and wondering ifI would stillget my turn!


"Uh... ok... yes,Aunt Robin," hemumbled and slidonto the bed.

She surprised meby quickly sittingup and announcingthat the showwas over, itwas like sheall of suddensnapped to hersenses. I almostdropped the camera.

Larry was interruptedby a seriesof beeps comingfrom the portableradio sitting onthe table. "JamesCounty Emergency Operations Center dispatching Engine 19, Ambulance 20,and Medic 15,"the radio said."Report of aman experiencing chest pains, the GotwellResidence, Arlington Road,one mile fromthe intersection withRoute 19."

I feltDuane's cock buriedin my ass,filling me socompletely.

mask.Putting it overher eyes Imade sure shecouldn't see athing. Then Idelved into thegrocery bag. Overthe next hourI ran food across her bodyand under hernose, teasing herwith it untilshe was ableidentify the food.Then I wouldeat some andfeed her therest. We workedthrough 15 differentkinds of fruit,two chocolate barsand even afew vegetables. Shecame twice moreduring that hourand finally Ilet her looseand spooned withher as wefell asleep.

He placeda towel onthe bed anddropped one onthe floor besidethem. Placing Lindaon her stomach,he adjusted thepillows for herhead. Leaning over,he reached intohis dresser drawer and pulled outa blue bottle.She heard aclick and thenhis hands rubbing together. When heplaced them onher back theywere slick andshe could smellsomething pleasant, butunknown to her.He moved hishands over herback and shoulders,pausing only toadd more oilto his hands.He moved downher body andbegan to massageher calves, carefulof her hurtankle. He movedhis way upher legs. Thecombination of theslickness of theoil and thefirm pressure ofhis hands beganto excite her.She spread herlegs slightly, knowinghe could seeher wetness.

"OhhhhhhhhhhMatt that feelsgood."

"You've been nursingthat. You needto catch up.I'm going tobe drunk offmy ass withyou sober asa judge. Don'tmake me drinkalone, little brother,"she pouted. "Youhave to drinktwo glasses beforeI'll sit backdown! Now, bottomsup."

"Yes, Annie," Imuttered, "I'd likeher to caneme."

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Elinda came asarranged, punctual asalways. I ledher inside, pleasedwith how shehad chosen todress. The darknavy dress suited her coloring sowell. To lether know whatthis time wouldbe I wordlesslyheld out hercollar. She casther eyes downimmediately, seemed tobecome smaller byeffort of willalone.