That night I ate my microwave dinner and went to bedearly. I was tired, but I dreamed of Ari's cock. I dreamed I was strandedon an island with his cum...as my only food. At first I just drank his cumfor breakfast lunch and dinner, but later he seemed to have added someseasoning and used it as the basis for a special salad dressing.Sleep was not as restful as it might have been. When I woke, I rememberedthe time I had told my sons to look at women as people, not sex objects,but here I was thinking. I quickly got up and followed him but the bathroom door had closed before I reached him. I slumped down outside the door and waited. He opened the door after a minute, “Sorry, sweetie,” he said, giving me a quick hug from behind and helping me up. After using the toilet, I came out to discover my boyfriend perched on the end of my bed. “You seem to be sitting on my bed. Did you get lost on your way to the living room?” He laughed, “Just looking.” I walked towards him, never taking my gaze. .Wo ek sexy aurat thi par mai chance nahi lena chahta tha so maine unse jhooth bolkar unhe rukane ko raji kar liya. Ab unhone khana banane ki baat ki tab maine unhe kitchen me sare chijo ke bare me bata diya unhone khana banaya aur hum dono ne khana khaya aur karib 10 baje sone ki taiyari karne laga, maine unhe ek alag kamre me sone ko kaha par unhone kaha hum ek hi kamre me so sakte hai mujhe koi problem nahi hai. Bhala mujhe kya problem ho sakti thi… Hum dono ek dusre ke taraf munh kar ke so. At the roundabout, Ravensbourne went right and our road gained a number... 88 ... State Highway 88. It’s magic ... I tell you ... Magic!Before 88 had a chance to regain a name, we turned right on Fredrick’s, left on George, right between a couple of buildings. Car park. Slick Willy’s. Let the violence begin.I am glad I brought the bag ... the moneybag. My purse would never hold the cash I spent.Two Hundred Ninteen Dollars and Tax for ONE pair of the most comfortable jeans I have ever worn in my.