People wouldn’t understand, to put it mildly,” Lilith teased Maurice as she noted the sunrise.“Believe me, I feel like I’ve been having sex al... night long and it feels awesome! I’m not even fucking sore, Aunt Lilith! Normally, my cock would need to stay limp for a while, for fear of damage to it from overuse, but not this morning! How many times did I cum in each of your holes, anyway?” Maurice laughed as they snuggled for a while in bed.“I’m not sore, either, but I haven’t been sore in ages.. Find a way home? Are you perhaps a magician like the ones that abound in the tales told to children? I think not, dear friend. If you were, then you would be in possession of a ridiculously cone-shaped hat. You would be talking gibberish even in your sleep, and you'd be constantly searching for your frog pills or something equally inane.Another possible way in which you might be of help would be that you are in fact, a fallen angel of the Gods, who has yet to use his superlative powers in our. She responded in kind and it was obvious from her groans and slaps on my arse that she was enjoying this new experience as much as I was! Later as I snuggled up against her, my now limp but still sticky cock pressed against her full round buttocks wondering if it could go again, we both agreed we had enjoyed our session and it would be nice to repeat it sometime. And so over the next year or so she would occasionally make one of her ‘confessions’, as we came to call them, as we made love. Then. I take it you will join us Rebecca?" Certainly mother," I replied. "I might even expect to have these kind of perks should we have to meet again to discuss my project." I told you," Mary said. "We have a woman here who drives a hard bargain."We all giggled at that remark.RoryMost of my day was spent going round the machines where Inspectors had to check the tolerances on the parts being machined. With some parts it was not only the diameters which had to be checked but also the pitch between.