”I was almost crying as the alcohol and the anal stimulation combined to release my emotions in an unexpected way.“Oh baby, you are my good little...girl. You are a very good girl. I am so proud of you.” Jim then looked to Stephen and said, “I think she is ready.”Stephen withdrew both his fingers and Jim led me over to the comforter spread on the floor in front of the fireplace. The warmth felt wonderful. Jim laid on his back, his erection pulsing noticeably as I straddled him. I was able to. But I did want to be able to tie things, like my hair. And I figured I could use them for other things too. They just seemed very handy and yet very primitive too.??That’s a good list,? Jill complimented her charge after she was finished reciting her list. ?You may be the first person to ever pack for a month in a shoebox.?This caused Anna to giggle. ?Yeah, it’s not much. How much do you usually bring on one of these things???Ever since I started immersion research, that’s about how much. I didn’t dream it,” I asked rhetorically.“Nope, it was very real ... and very heartbreaking for me, but I’ll grow some scar tissue and move on with my life. But, yeah, you really landed one hell of a winner in that bride of yours. She’s cooking breakfast right now, a very British breakfast, complete with a proper English breakfast tea, served with milk, of course, toast with butter, orange marmalade, poached eggs, black pudding, fried mushrooms, bacon, and sausage.“I think that I really like. She was in the fog of sex. It was good sex.Moreover, she was savoring each little move or sound. She could feel an orgasm boiling up deep inside her. It was almost like a balloon. With each stroke of his piston into her, it seemed to enlarge. She started straining against or actually in conjunction with his movements as it neared. It came crashing to shore like a tsunami. Her muscles were contracting to release and tightening again and again.Waves of pleasure surged through her. Her pussy.