But of course it wasn't, and I couldn't!Oh, the conscious memory, I believe I wiped from my mind quite easily; for a few days at least. It was that un...onscious part of the brain, the part that forces us to recall and replay happenings over during our sleep, that wouldn't let go!As if my nights weren't bad enough dreaming of Mary; now I had another face that I kept dreaming about. Even worse, Mary's and that young woman's face, looking back at me from below the water, kept getting mixed up in my. He could sense my hesitation. Roger reminded me that I had agreed to try something different, and promised to be careful, and he guaranteed I would love running my hands over my bare crotch and penis. I had always wondered how it would feel to have one else shave me, and besides, I never ever could get a clean smooth shave around my back door. He told me to sit down, put my legs on each side of the tub and lean back and enjoy. I did as Roger said and sipped my wine while he lathered up my. She was screaming "OMG! OMG! OOOOOHHHHH! She loved the feeling of being taken with such force, such abandonment, such passion. To think that she could make me feel this way, lose myself like this, want me so badly - it was heaven. We moved together, faster, now slower, teasing, coming almost apart, sliding back together. She tightened her ass muscles around my cock, which answered with pulsing of its own. Suddenly I could hold back no longer, and began to move into her faster and faster,. My hands slid across Thrak's body, feeling his strength. “Oh, yes, I love them, Thrak. I wish I had done this earlier.”“Yes,” Thyrna moaned. “Wouldn't that have been fun?”“Oh, you were going to pierce them when you tried to dominate me,” I accused even as Thrak sucked harder on my nipple.“I succeeded in dominating you.” Thyrna rubbed harder at my pussy, her fingers parting my folds, searching, discovering my clit. She rubbed hard.I bucked, my pussy clenching, pleasure rushing through my body..