She just lay on the wet bed enjoying the sensation. Incredibly, she could feel herself being taken up and spending again and again and yet again. Vagu...ly, she wondered how much syrup she could secrete. She had been coming so often, she thought she had to be running dry. Just then, she crested and came in another flood. The last thing she remembered was the wonderful feeling of Bob lapping up her cuntal juices again.As she regained consciousness, Jill felt her right breast being softly caressed.. "What's going to happen?" I asked shakily."Instruction." She said. "You have laid down your innocence, and now you will receive basic instruction in the arts of lovecraft. He will take you three more times to teach you some basic positions and techniques."She must have seen the look of worry on my face because she smiled again and said, "Don't worry, the hard part is over. You may encounter some soreness at the beginning, but after a moment or two you won't even notice it. There shouldn't be. Surprisingly though, my back didn’t hurt; I took this as a good sign. Still, the fact that I was naked did cause some alarm. And the familiar ache in my scrotum demanded attention. “Ms Marjorie,” I called softly, and then more strongly when I realized that talking did not cause pain anymore; all the while looking for the blanket, now missing, to cover myself with. Getting caught with an erection then willfully remaining nude in the presence of a senior citizen, ironically, felt different,. Then she said, “Move in with me.” I kissed her then fucked her ever-loving brains out again. That’s all the reply she needed.We ran out and scooped up all my stuff from the hotel. While I was doing that, Vic scheduled a week off for herself as I wasn’t reporting to work for another 8-9 days. She had lots of carryover time accumulated, and well, she ran the place. We ran out and got lots of food as we didn’t see ourselves going anywhere for a few days, got some wine (I wanted to learn about.