I mean I guess it wouldn’t work if she fell in love with some guy, but I don’t think that’s going to happen.” I had a moment of truth-in-liquor. �...Sometimes after we’ve had sex I feel as if she hasn’t had enough. All that wet pussy just going to waste. Guess I just want to see if she really can take more.”Sally said, “I can understand that. One is enough for me though.” She blushed, a pretty red color that dappled her breasts. “I cum really hard. But.” She said, “I’ve always wanted to get my ass. I didn't even try to keep count. I dried myhair and put on a robe. Now for the idea I had just before I got into theshower.I removed the robe, walked over to the MAU, my flaccid dick rubbing on myclit. It wasn't flaccid for long. It started to swell and lengthen. Soonit was bobbing up and down. In response, my nipples stiffened again.Itried to ignore it, but I was getting horny again. I took a deep breath,placed my hand on the control pad, and conjured up the image I wanted. Iwas really horny. If you don't deliver me I shall kill her as I killed Dolores—or else they will kill me—or—Oh, I don't know all the ideas that are driving me wild—!"You see, there's another man," he explained. "There's Sauverand, whom she loves. Oh, the infamous pair! They have killed Fauville and the boy and old Langernault and those two in the barn and others besides: Cosmo Mornington, Vérot, and more still. They are monsters, she most of all—And if you saw her eyes-"He spoke so low that Mazeroux could hardly. He moves behind me, opens the door, and guides me inside. The sight before me takes my breath and tears form in my eyes.The bathroom is dark, lit only by the three lavender-scented candles. I hear Sam Smith’s melodic voice singing from his phone. Sam Smith is my go-to guy when I am feeling romantic. And Big D doesn't share my love for Sam, so it is special that he is playing his music for me. There is just a little water in the tub, but pink rose petals are floating in the water. I like to keep.