" She gasped as his thick finger tickled between her legs. "We need to have rules."Ramone pulled his hand out from her robe reluctantly. "Fair enou...h. My safeword is Lemon Tree."Jill was focused on the deep brown hand that was hanging in the air in front of her. "That's part of it," she said. She lowered her head to his hand. She touched her tongue to the crease between his thumb and index finger and drew along down the latter. She paused at the tip of the finger. "We also need a. "I would not give those times up for anything. But there is nothing for me now. No one could replace him. We were very close - as you can see. I would be happy if just once I could witness a couple like we were, screwing like rabbits, against all the rules. That's what made it so fantastic. That and the fact that he had a big one." she said with a hearty laugh. "The movies are all shit. Too unrealistic. I would pay good money to have it happen live right in front of me. That would be the next. I crept out of bed and slowly turned the handle on the door with trembling hands before pulling it open inch by inch to make sure it didn’t make a sound. My cock was dripping as I tip-toed down the hallway towards the living room. As I got closer I could hear the faint sound of their voices, but couldn’t hear any actual words. When I got to the door, I realised that what I could hear was Natasha moaning with pleasure.I stood there for a few minutes listening to her pleasure and knew I needed to. I feel nothing except the joy of knowing that I have given you pleasure.”Marcella sat thinking for a moment. “PLATO?” she finally said.“Yes,” he answered.“You know what I feel don’t you?”“Yes,” he replied, “but my mind is a male mind grown from Doctor Mueller’s brain cells. Your feelings of extreme pleasure are very interesting... and very enjoyable in their own way, but they are not my feelings. They are your feelings. They are a woman’s feelings. I have no way of knowing what I– what a man–.