Thirty five minutes later I pulled into the driveway. Got out of the car, locked it and walked up to the front door. I took a deep breath and knocked....The door opened and Matt stood there wearing a terry cloth robe."Come on in." he said, I went in and heard him close and lock the door behind me. He placed his hand on my shoulder and guided me into the living room. The room was decorated in reds and blacks, with instruments of medieval torture lurking in corners. "Nice place." I commented, "I've. The restaurant hostess, an attractive drone, obviously aware of hisdistinguished guests, led us to a private table. Reverend Mother Portia,wearing a gorgeous clerical suit, joined us at the table. Her presenceindicated both the serious business nature of this marriage contract andits religious and political significance. We ate a rich and leisurelylunch. While mama, the Baroness and Reverend Mother Portia talked atlength about all kinds of details, Dame Oblea and I sat quietly side-by-side,. I've got lots of wonderful memories of you, but nothing like that." You know! When I wouldn't let you use my juice." Sorry. My mind is a blank. I can't remember a thing." When you wanted to use my juice rather than the commercial lubricant. Using mine would have been friendlier." Nope, can't remember a thing."I was 'dressed' ready for action now. Cooperatively, Katelin finally got it. "Oh, I get it. You're very sweet." Exactly what I'd been going for. Julia would be proud.I didn't really want. I thrust hard, clenched my ass tight.My dick twitched with each of a half-dozen thick spurts. She held her ass against me while I pushed down on her hips and strained to get up deeper inside her.Oh fuck yes .....jesus.. good.. she hissed.The pleasure was incredible and intense. I stifled a groan. It was all I could do to stifle a roar.She was breathing heavily, slowly grinding her ass against me while the tight friction of her cunt eased up from my load. There would be another time when I could.