‘What does that figure on the door mean?’ ‘Oh, that’s an old German rune. It’s actually a spell, believed to prevent any evil from crossing ...he threshold.’ ‘Uh-oh. I’d better stay outside.’ She smiled, and said, ‘Just kidding. It’s the letter ‘P’. My maiden name was Pfiefer.’ ‘Are you sure it’s safe?’ Bill stopped short when she opened the door and disappeared inside. A hand reached out and grabbed his sleeve, pulling him in. ‘C’mon, don’t be such a scaredy-cat. Besides, you’re one of the good. . Pulling my foreskinSliding my soapy hands up and down your shaft, squeezing tight with each pass over the tip of your hard cock.Back and forth... I took the showerhead down, increased the pressure and pressed it tight against your pussy....You come in a blink of an eyelid, months of frustration drained from you.Oooh! But I am not finished. I could cum again in a heartbeat. Fuck me Paul. I want to feel you inside of me.We kissed once more... You sank to you knees and consumed me, squeezing my. ”“Wow,” he sighed.“What’s wrong with that?” she asked.“Nothing,” he said. “Like you said, I’m the last person you should listen to about your sex life.”“What about my sex life?” she asked. She felt foolish immediately, seeing as how she didn’t have a sex life. Not with anything other than her fingers, anyway.“I thought you didn’t want to talk about this kind of thing,” he said.“I don’t,” she responded.“Okay, then,” he said. The right side of his face smiled. “I’m going to bed now. That means. A few minutes later Joyce came back into the kitchen and as she took her same position next to the dishwasher she said: “I thought you would have this all cleaned out.”I sat my coffee cup on the countertop and as our eyes locked I smiled and replied: What, and take away all the fun you’re having?”“You call this fun? Someday I will have to show you what fun should be like.” She answered back and bent over to continue taking silverware out of the tray.Less than ten minutes had passed since.