”“That’s a bit of an understatement. I didn’t even realise it was possible to feel that good.”“Well, before death it’s not. But in Heave... nothing is off limits to you. No pleasure is too great. If you want it, you will have it, no questions asked.”“This is all so much to get my head around...”“Well don’t worry, because you’ve got all eternity to get used to it.”I laid back in bed, relaxing and thinking about the prospect of being able to have anything I want. While I was doing that, Jayme. Amanda jumped at the sound, but obviously couldn’t hide her orgasm. I walked to her as she finally stopped shaking. Her hands were still on her tits and pussy, some of her fingers still deep inside her. “You don’t cum without my permission!” I yelled. “S-Sorry,” she said as she was frozen. I could see fear in her eyes. She opened her mouth, but couldn’t speak. I kept staring at her with an angry look on my face. Of course my anger wasn’t real. I was at least as aroused as she was, but Amanda. This shit was turning me on. No lie this lady sucked the life out my shit. I mean sloppy slimy spit back on my shit. Deepthroating me with her tongue out just tipping my balls with her tongue. I was so horny I came from the head no problem but she kept gettin on it and kept my dick hard. I had to get her off me. Now I eat pussy no problem but that day I bent her over and went straight for her asshole. I ate that ass so long to the point it felt like toes that was in water for too long. She said. Or maybe ... subtle interest ... unless it was toleration – which isn't really a word, either. What I know is that Beth Ann DID NOT make any snide comments about the wild animal thrashing about in my pants, and I was eternally grateful for that kindness."Where's Brian?" I asked when she hopped in the car and buckled up without looking back at the cabin."Jim Bell invited him to work at the marina where you rented the houseboat, doing odd jobs, and cleaning up boats. He started a little while.