Which Greek god were you? I whisper, my eyes still shut under the weight of my eminent sleep. How quickly his voice has relaxed me. Hush, he rumbles, ... was getting to that. Hmm… I moan in agreement, too sleepy to voice my approval. I fight to stay awake and listen to his story, but Gods help me I can feel myself slipping. I focus long enough to realise that he has already started speaking. – Dionysus or Bacchus, with a cult of female followers. I was betrothed to a mortal named Ariadne, who was. . and over me... and under me and... each night in my big bed."Oh God," she moaned, holding my cock firmly as she sat astride my thighs, ready to lower her moist, hot pit over him, "You're so big tonight Mr. R, so rigid, so hot... Sam's returns excited you, hasn't it?" she said giggling. "I think maybe Daddy'd prefer it was his hot little daughter Sam he was fucking tonight, wouldn't he?" she huskily whispered in my ear and then probed me with her wet tongue."Fuck me Daddy, fuck your little. "Not well," Gabrielle answered. "She's seventy-nine and her age is against her." That's too bad," Louise put her hand on the back of Gabrielle's. "I lost my mother to a drunken driver ten years ago. She was working in her front garden when some drunk steered his car right onto the lawn and hit her." I'm sorry," Gabrielle squeezed the other woman's hand.Later than night Gabrielle got ready for bed and had just gotten in. Chris came out to the bathroom completely naked with Walter totally erect.. "I really hate it when I can't find what I'm looking for" he said. Staring at the out line in his pants I said "sometimes it's right in front of you" then looked up and smiled coyly. I started to stand up, as I did I wobbled a little almost bumping face first into his groin area "whoa there" he said putting his hand against my shoulder. "I thought maybe I could help you with that nut" I said as I got to my feet. I saw the light go on, "I bet you did" he sarcastically replied. I picked up a.