We were surprised when we were greeted by a man dressed in a leather jock strap and little else. He introduced him self as slave Steve and we were to ...ollow. Steve had a bare ass and I noticed that he was hairless from the neck down. He led us into a room that was filled with all types of racks and bondage gear. Slave Steve motion for us to sit down and said Goddess Lana would join us shortly. In a few minutes Lana or I should say Goddess Lana strolled into the room. In a few minutes Goddess. Having raised his rear off the couch and suspending it there for a fraction of a second his loins bucked back spasmodically and then immediately rushed forward pumping his seed down her throat. Time after time he spasmed, punctuating each with a loud grunt, her cheeks expanded with each thrust.Then slowly Ray lowered his trembling butt cheeks back to the black leather couch and released her head for the first time since his orgasm began. Carol, half humming half moaning, began the apparently. ”“I know Peter really well, so I have it. Are you free sometime this week?”“I have something going on almost every day. Maybe Saturday?”“OK. I’ll call you later this week and arrange something.”“Cool! Nice to meet you, Freda.”“You too, Steve!”I turned on to Jägarevägen and she continued straight. I went back to the house and read until dinner. After dinner, I watched TV with Patrick and Suzana, then decided to take a walk around the neighborhood before bed. I wanted some time to think about. The true dark ages for me where before you could make good coffee in minutes.If I am ever permitted to go home, I bet I would be the toast of the town for showing them this remarkable brew. Assuming they would be willing to try something brown in color from the monkey world. There loss if not I suppose.It was in that moment, when I could feel it. Feel death’s wings in the air. In fairness I could always feel that, but something was unique about this one. Old age, sickness, or injury, they are.