And Ben’s apt to get gently fondled and cupped and tugged, gentle stimulation, barely enough to break the unconsciousness of slumber, just enough to...pierce the veil with the message ‘you are loved and appreciated, even when I sleep’.So us going to sleep is a final gentle reassembly and arrangement of bodies, goodnight kisses, caresses, then slumber.There’s an alarm on in the morning. School mornings we handle in a pretty efficient fashion. While Bink and I do quick showers, then dress, Ben’s in. "Yep ... I'm still leaking" she beamed back at me."God I love that feeling"."Come on ... you are over-dressed" she announced as she pounced on me and stripped me of everything."Now you are overdressed" I quipped back.'Yeh ... OK..." she countered before she slipped her scrap of lace off her hips.We headed outside back to the pool that she had shown me earlier, and there we stayed for the next couple of hours - playing and having a leisurely fuck.The next morning we decided to head into the city. Looked like a George Cloony type guy and to be fair the guy had serious game. The messages I found were shocking but at the same time very horny and making me thing quite a lot about a new found feeling of someone else fucking my girlfriend.i could go on for quite a while about the messages and the pictures that went with them. It seems they had been video calling and watch each other play with themselves which would explain the lube!! I got to the messages leading up to tonight and this is. Failures happen when others are trying to choose the purpose of your life for you.”“Failure? I can’t even imagine how desperate the gods had to be trying to rectify the mistake they had made, threatening Creation with Destruction. But choosing Chaos to become a boundary seems like it was destined to fail.”“Ask my brother about it, he is the philosopher in our family.”“Another joke of destiny,” Sureyssa laughed.“We have to go back and rejoin the others. We were gone for some time and without me,.