Thousands of them. Millions of them. The birds flew overhead, cawing and screeching, moving in one direction, and at an incredible pace. “Brandon, d...d you make those?” I asked, trying to keep the concern from my words. “No.” Brandon said in a hushed voice. He was shaking. “What?” I asked, “Brandon, what…” then I saw it. The sapphire that lit up the distant clouds was brighter than ever, creating silhouettes of the stone towers before it. Then it wasn’t just light. It was a sun. Its radius was. Maisie was always concerned about the paparazzi, so she made me swear that we’d keep this a secret. I promised her it wouldn’t get out and give her any negative press. She agreed, but she wasn’t very keen on the idea still, and told me that she didn’t want to see anyone else right now, but I was free to do so while I kept to the rules. I spent a whole evening thanking her with sex, wholly glad I had the best girlfriend in the world. The new freedom was like a weight on my back and I had to tell. " She gasped into his ear... "Oh, my darling man," She whispered as she fondled his naked cock. "I'm so much in love with you, especially as I remember our first night together, why do you keep spurning me Tony," she whispered."I know you are fond of me and you are breaking my heart." Touch me please," She gasped. As Tony reached for her. Her legs were wide apart... The flesh of her inner thighs was creamy smooth and extremely hot; the movements of her hips as he touched her were an invitation. He held it there a moment, moving back and forth in a languorous rhythm, before he began dragging his hand upwards. It was all she could do not to grab his hand and force it higher, torn as she was between wanting his touch and enjoying the teasing. Then his hand was between her legs and his fingers were stroking her sex. Clay lowered his head to her chest, his senses reeling from the slick, wet feel of her. He circled and teased her some more with his fingers, every so often nudging the bundle.