. He hears her orgasm, and feels her explode under the touch of his tongue. Still taking in all her juices.She’s laying back, still glowing from the...orgasm she just had. Their hands still clasped, she lets him know she wants him to lay next to her. They release their hands, and he slowly crawls closer to her. Lying next to her, she kisses him. She kisses him again, and slides her tongue between his slightly parted lips. Her juices still on his lips and tongue, he lets her taste her. They. "Is it possible," I thought to myself, "that my soul and body aren't completely dead?"We walked around the city, taking in the graffiti and street art. Lily wrapped her arm around mine and walked closely with me and it felt good to have female companionship. I learned that she lived four train stops away and that her parents and siblings were still living on the west coast."Um, do you want to come up to my place for a while?" I asked."I don't know," Lily reluctantly told me, drawing out the. Losing It All.Others are welcome to contribute. I'm always happy to get comments and suggestions too. Tell me what you like, and what you want to see.Update 10:More than 1 million views (and probably only a few tens-of-thousands are my own! :p)!!I just wanted to thank everyone for checking out my story and continuing to read, comment, like, or otherwise support it. You're the reason I keep writing. Thank you! I hope you'll stick around and keep coming back.Update 9:The first of what I hope will. Worshiping your Mother, the goddess of the Fae, and once we get downstairs there’s a way for you to speak to her? So there is indeed reason for all of this?”“I believe so. Yes, Lydia is a hopeless slut and an incompetent fairy godmother, but I can feel her, Mother, somewhere here ... already weakly calling to me. So ... perhaps for the wrong initial reasons, we’re here now at maybe just the right place! This is the first time since we returned here ... home, that I’ve really felt hope! But I.