‘You don’t have to be quiet,’ he murmured into her ear. ‘We’re the only two here.’ At this he moved down and took her breast into his mout..., swirling his tongue around the now-hardened areola. Drawing on it deeply he let his teeth graze her and was rewarded with a sharp, anguished moan as she reached down to bury her fingers in his hair. He sat back and cupped her breasts in his hands, marveling at the new weight of them and enjoying the new sensitivity that won his a small gasp of pleasure. His will broke, his hand slowly but decisively eased towards the mound which marked his target, fingers warm and strong, confident in their approach. She allowed her legs to part, all thoughts of caution gone, all doubts and inhibitions fled from her mind as she surrendered herself to the animal desire flooding her being. A digit brushed the hood of her clitoris, sending a shock through her body that was felt by him and served only to push him on, give him encouragement and tell him that her. ‘Look, it’s not about me, John it’s about the man you want to be. The ring has built in protection to keep Masters in line, as we’ve previously spoken about. Do you remember the rules? ‘Sure, balance! I need to be sure to do good deeds and be generous to others.’ ‘And when was the last time you practiced that generosity?’ ‘Point taken,’ John thought. ‘I have been a little selfish lately,’ John admitted. …………………………….. The sun was just rising over the eastern mountains at 6:50, all of his guests. ’ ‘I see,’ laughed the driver. ‘That’s a great line of activity for a young guy anxious to dip his end in.’ ‘What does that mean?’ ‘Oh nothing. So you came off a farm. Can you drive?’ ‘Of course, trucks, tractors, combine harvesters and drain diggers.’ ‘What do you think of my driving?’ ‘It’s lousy.’ ‘Yeah and my wife won’t be driven by me. I’ll stop and you can drive and I’ll criticize you.’ ‘Well don’t joke about it. Do it sir.’ ‘I’m not sir,’ said the guy stopping the 21-foot long Lincoln..