"I’ll go get some," Jim replied."Honey, do you need to?" Diana said."I’ll be back shortly, won’t take me long," he said, and he left."Well, Mrs....Bryan," Mr. Payne said. "You haven’t shown me your house. Show me around—take me on a tour." Well—all right," she replied.She led him down the hall."Here’s the den," she motioned to a room, "and right down here is the study, and there is the guest room."She halted in the doorway to the bedroom. Mr. Payne was right behind her. "This is–uh—the bedroom.". For me it was the strangest, but also the most incredibly exhilarating experience of my life!Khalid was everything Hanna and I had hoped for. Unquestionably dominant; passionate; a gorgeous black cock; and long, and thick; and with a stamina that I could have never come close to rivaling! I had intended to keep a record, of sorts, of how many visits he made to our hotel room (eleven in all), and a running tally of how many times he ejaculated his seed into Hanna's vagina, but in the midst of. She moved back behind him and placed her hands on his bare shoulders, giving each a passionately gentle massage as she moved in closely, speaking softly in his ear.Kenny had stood before her naked as she inspected his package. At times, he reflected, she had been only inches from touching his penis. Now, as he felt her gentle touch on his shoulders, and couldn’t help but wonder what she was thinking? She spoke to him in soothing tones. “I’ll bet your penis feels wonderful,” pausing for but a. It would be a disservice to what I think we all want out of the tattoos. There will be a ceremony. A marriage ceremony in which we as a family will announce our intention to face the world as a unit. We will invite all our families and friends, vanilla and not. There will be a person we all trust to perform the ceremony. It will be here, and we will have a huge party afterwards. The tattoo will be Jillian’s monogram and we will all have it placed on the right side of our abdomens, just to the.