Once again, she held it there, rotating her hips to orgasm. Once again, Cindy narrowly avoided passing out. This scene was repeated several times. Fin...lly, the edge taken off her lust, my secretary withdrew, letting Cindy slump to the floor, breathing heavily. While Cindy recovered, my secretary walked to the bag and pulled the dildo off of her harness. She replaced it with the much larger dildo she had used to torment Cindy's aching little cunt, lubricated it, got some rope, and walked back. Then I got up took her in my arms and carried her into the bedroom while Sabrina is in the hall.I made her lie on the bed and slept next to her facing her. We were so close and some heat was generating between us. I started a little slow. First off we talked over things we wanted to tell each other. I even told about all the fantasies I dreamt about and so on. She was blushing as I said all these.Suddenly she placed one of her hand on my dick and got hold of it. She was feeling horny after all. . the human connection between two souls... is infinitely more precious than mere sexual satisfaction. That, perhaps, is why the couples spent more time talking softly, making and remaking plans, making promises, and trying to order the future, before it got there. They wanted to keep the dream alive, and all those preparations, even though everyone should have known things rarely work out as originally planned, made them feel like they were nailing down the future, and the dream with it.There. . I just wanted to wish you a Merry Christmas. I know it’s not what you ... I mean ... I was hoping ... Oh hell, take care, talk to you later.” was the message.Funny, I thought. We went from being so close, to an unsigned letter and a strained voice mail in a few months. Life changes so fast sometimes, you can’t keep up. That night I did a lot of thinking about Beth. As hard as it was to accept, it would be extremely difficult to be with Beth. I had no clue how the family would react, then I.