For the rest of the day, I still couldnt concentrate on my work, but I stopped worrying about our marriage and allowed myself to enjoy the feelings th...t I had experienced the night before. Normally I get home before Ralph and start preparing the evening meal, but Ralph had made a special effort to be home before me, because he knew that it was important that we talked about the night before. We kissed, he told me how much he loved me (a lot), then he told me to change into something sexy. So it was that my bottom was still bothering me – Miklos loves matinees - as I backed out of the three car garage – actually two cars and a golf cart – onto the pebbled driveway. For all of his money, fucking Miklos was too cheap to lay down snow-melting piping and black-top over it. He's been here long enough to know that it snows in Bucks County. Fortunately, that day it was already springtime and asshole had driven his golf cart out to play with his balls. Flowers were blooming, the sun was. I was named after a famous actress who died in 2068 at the age of 101." Cute name!" Do you want to know what happened to me?" she asked."Yes," I replied hesitantly, wondering why she asked me this."I want to tell you my story so that you can understand what I really am."I remained silent, unable to find proper words."The police said it was a technical problem, but I wasn't so sure. I think the board computer got hacked. The navigation system of my car started to behave funny ... and I crashed. Her whole vagina and pudenda were wonderfully salty and musky. Her urine was like fine, pungent spirits: strong and savoury. I licked her clean and kept lapping at her clit. She hissed and shuddered, cumming and bucking quietly on my face.“Oh, fuck, Tommy, that was the absolute best,” she breathed as she regained her composure. “I can’t believe you drank all that, and you barely missed any at all!” she praised me. “You’re not mad, are you? I kind of.