Waking just a few hours later to feel soft kisses on my neck, and your hand tracing patterns over my stomach…Turning my body slowly, and my right ha...d softly resting on your hip, I feel you move back slightly as I lay completely on my back, and gaze up at you, realizing that this is not a dream that I have had many times in the past. Reaching up and tracing the outline of your face with my fingertips, I whisper that I love you, and you in return reply. Tracing your mouth with my fingertips,. Beth slowly lets my cock slide out of her mouth, looks up at me and catches her breath. “I’m going to try to swallow the whole thing Ben. I want to see if I can do it and see what it feels like.”“Okie, dokie. I’m certainly game.”Another big smile. And then with her hands still on my legs and kneeling at attention, she opens her mouth wide, moves her tongue over her lower teeth and slurps in about 5 inches of me and begins to gag. She looks up at me with crazy eyes and starts to stoke my cock in. " Thank you, Lida. That was a delicious meal."She bent down, kissed my cheek, and left the room. I sat in the silence, unmoving, for some time before stirring myself and getting off to bed myself.The following day, the cable was installed in the morning, and a man came from the carpet shop in the afternoon to fit the carpet. Normally, I would have met Lida at the Library, but of course I had to stay in. At least, by the end of the afternoon I had the furniture back in the room and the new. So do you. Stop selling yourself short.’ Paul knew that he had sounded cross, but he meant what he had said. He hoped that he hadn’t hurt Marge. They sat silently for a few minutes. Paul knew that he had hurt her. He was sorry. He told himself that he should have found a better way to say what he had on his mind. He had, nonetheless, spoken the truth. The sun was spent for the day. The only light emanated from inside the cabin, through the window near where they were sitting. Paul’s beer.