You’re a science fiction reader, are you not?“Yes. Robert Heinlein, David Weber.”“Do you remember ‘Seven Hours of Ecstasy’?”“Yes. The ...erm, anyway.”“There were no details.”Elizabeth“Elizabeth may have some interesting ideas, as she’s an expert in Tantric traditions of lengthy sexual experiences and meditation. Perhaps we can have her join us, or at least advise.”I agree that I need to spend more time with Elizabeth, to learn lots of things. Among our women, she’s probably the purely het, but. Once again, Megan put on a fantastic rendition; we then shifted straight into ‘Leave Him Alone’. When we had finished that, everyone was cheering, it had gone over pretty well. When things had quietened down, it was into ‘Good Times’, then Megan took the lead with ‘Make You Happy’. We ended the set with ‘Midnight Hour’ and a rollicking, full on version of ‘Treat Her Right’. We were particularly happy with how the last two songs sounded; that was the first time we had performed them in public,. "They finished tea and Vlad took her up to her room in the attic. There was a folding ladder that had to be pulled down, then at the top of the ladder was a hatch that pushed up. She followed Vlad up the ladder and when she got to the top was surprised to find a small and simply but brightly decorated room."Thank you Uncle Vlad. So nice room, gooder than home, I see all London from window." And she gave him a big hug.Which was a mistake, because he returned a tongue in her mouth and pulled her. At the exact same moment my own climax washed over me and I half screamed half gurggled in pleasure, my mouth receiving the aftermath of the creatures orgasm. Its tentacles were unrelenting and I was on fire, unable to breathe, unable to scream, the only thing still occupying my mind the neverending orgasms that plagued my body. It was all too much and my mind decided to shut down. When I came about I was lying in a pool of warm cum. I felt like I was flying, as satisfied as I have ever been. I.