So many months of talking and texting, swapping fantasies and histories, learning needs and wants, I already feel like I know just how to please you. ...e have met for lunches, seen each other at parties, had a few bar side rendezvous. We have had a few passionate embraces with heavy, needy kissing and roving hands seeking and searching in the dark corners of parking lots, only to split away to our respectable lives. Back to our individual lives, lives that lack lust and passion, lives that have. I stepped past it to my bedroom door and out into the glade. Allison was there. She watched as I tried concentrating on the mystery door. Nothing. Apparently I had to enter the door from where it appeared. I kissed her cheek and stepped back through to my room. My ring had gone from here to gone in the glade, somehow it didn't seem to matter how I got to the glade, it was still Allison's dream and the ring disappeared. I felt the weight return as I stepped back to my own room. So this was. After we cleaned up I started my forms for the evening, while she rested against a tree trying to keep out of the light rain that started halfway through our meal."Lord, don't you ever get tired?" She asked from her huddled position."I do, but this always makes me feel better, it helps work out the kinks from a long day." Oh. What are you doing, you almost look like you are doing a strange dance." Milord. You need to remember that when we get into town. Understand?" Yes, Milord." Good." Are you. Cecilia stood up from the sofa and took off the blouse and dropped it on the floor. She straddled me on the sofa and took my face in her hands. She pulled me in towards her breasts and told me to suckle her. “Suckle my breasts!” I did as commanded. I continued to suckle her breasts and Cecilia told me in a coarse voice to suck as hard as possible. Again I did as commanded. I felt a milky substance flow from her areolas onto my tongue and down my throat. The taste of this fluid was like heavenly.