A bottle of wine and two empty glasses sat on the bedside table. Clothes were strewn around carelessly. The bed they lay in was filled with escalating...passion. Lavender scented candles displayed a scene of warmth and intensity. Her toes curled and she jumped as he spanked her firm ass.She yearned for his touch. Lying down face first on the bed, handcuffed and blindfolded; filled only with suspense, but she yearned to be filled with something more. A finger entered her from behind and she moaned. .. lonely. I feel sorry for Morrigan? Huh. Everyone wanted time to talk to me one on one, to test my assertions that I knew them, to ask about the future. And I had no desire to go back to Lothering, so that worked for me.We needed more supplies if we were going to be traveling, and we needed time to plan where to go first. I knew that plan wouldn't be cemented until everyone had convinced themselves that I knew as much as I said I did. I also knew we had one more companion in town to pick up. You run your dry tongue across her tit, and suck more firmly this time tasting the warm, licorice-like taste that fills your mouth. You continue for what seems like hours, you regret not taking the opportunity to do this with your betrothed before she died in childbirth. Because it's the most soothing experience you've ever had.She swaps back-and-forth liberally you run your hand up her legs absently before she places it firmly on her plump rear. Eventually, the flow stops and she lets out a. ” She said with a bit of hostility.My mother did not give me a hint about what she was wearing. The suspense was killing me. Did she have her one piece on or the new bikini? I would put my money on the one-piece if I had to bet.We found two empty lounge chairs by the pool. Mom pulled her sunglasses down onto her nose and put on her sunhat. Mom turned away from me and took off her beach robe. There stood my mom in a bikini. I admit I was surprised she wore it. She looked great.“Get me a drink,.