Slow and deep, that was my goal. Slow and deep. And god, did it do the trick. She was all mine and she loved every second. ‘Ciaraaaan…’ She crie... softly, ‘Ohhhhh… Ohhhh god…’ The pleasure was getting to me too. Her voice really added to it all. ‘Ohh, hell…’ I whispered, ‘Selene… Selene…’ ‘Keep going, love,’ she pleaded, ‘yes… Ciaran, yes… you’re so amazing… so good…’ And that touched my heart. In a moment of passion or not, that really got to me. I let out a deep grunt. The pressure was. She doesn’t want to think about him. He walks to the table with her. They have to talk, of course. She comes up with something interesting to say while he spreads baba ganousch on pita, nothing really, but they are able to chit-chat. It may all amount to nothing. She takes fresh vegetables and some kind of dip. It may be easy. She feels nothing special, and is about to relax when he takes her hand to pull her away from blocking the kitchen door. Yes, the hand feels the same. It is a large. She takes her for the one day I'm away. The doctor ordered me to take that day off to save my sanity. My camp has been my retreat. She doesn't remember who I am. She's afraid of the strange man. I have to show her photos to get her to trust me." I understand." It will degrade quickly from here. It's awful, but soon he will have to put her somewhere. He'll have no choice. It takes a big team to medicate, feed, clothe, wash, and restrain an adult with no inhibitors. I tell him about my experience. They fit your height and build just right, and I doubt that they sag at all, at least in my lifetime," I reassured her as I took a little too much time rinsing the crack of her ass."Thank You, Master!" Shannon exclaimed, as we got out and I dried her off."Did you mean what you said to Sally and Kelly just a little while ago?" I asked her."Hell, yeah, I'll drink Your piss! I'd do it, anyway. It's good enough for Sally and Kelly, so why not for me? I want to serve You so thoroughly that You will.