" He commanded and she submitted. He placed her legs, one on each sholder, and began to poke at her asshole. "Didn't I tell you I was going to fuck yo... in the mud hole in both meanings of the term." He chuckled. "Yeesss! Yyyeeess Mamassterrrrr you you...OH MY GOD!" She couldn't complete her sentance because the pleasure and pain set in. Her tight little asshole was now getting solwly streached open."I..I can feel...feel you all the way in me Master!" "Good." He uttered softly and he started to. ”“Perhaps you have reciprocity with other museums?”“Oh, yes.”I took out my Australian Museum photo ID. “Will this do?”“Oh! Oh, dear! Just a minute! Joe! I’ve got a question!”A man in his thirties appeared. “Yes?”“Can he get in?”Joe looked at my card and me. “That’s a decent picture. It says ‘Australian Museum’. Well, we’re certainly Australian. So I guess he’s in. Welcome, sir.”“I could have paid.”“I’m sure. But there really should be complete reciprocity among all the museums in Sydney.”“Write. We were lucky to have tradesmen on site, most people would probably have to wait days or weeks to get storm damage repaired. It was St.Valentine’s Day. When Emma came into the office she brought up the post from the letter box on the main gate. As well as the normal business correspondence there were three Valentine’s cards, two of them were for me and one was for Emma. I handed Emma her envelope and she took it un-opened into her own office. The first card I opened had a local postmark and. Right when I think I can’t take any more, he thrusts his finger into me. His mouth is hard against mine, his tongue teasing mine. His body reacts to mine, I start rocking my hips and his fingers meet the rhythm. I have goose bumps all over my skin, every brush of his skin against mine, every time I feel his mouth on my body it builds more and more intensely. His mouth is at my ear, nibbling and I feel his hot breath. He whispers in my ear “are you going to come for me again?” That’s all it.