It felt cold inside me but it was also hard and thick. It felt so much thicker than John had earlier that night. I tried to forget about the awkward...coldness of my “cock” and focused on the dream I had been having. With one hand I fucked myself with the cucumber while I used the other to masturbate. I felt dizzy as I allowed myself to fall into the fantasy. It wasn’t long before I was rocked with spasms as I came all over the leather sofa, my cucumber, and my fingers.I lay there in a daze. I also really liked the fact, that despite its length, you had left the buttons on the front undone from mid thigh down, leaving so many possibilities. Supper was a marvelous affair. The a la carte menu promised great things, and the chef delivered. Paired with an awesome Chilean Merlot our meal was fit for a king. As we had already discovered our time with Mark and Mandy flew by, and while my watch indicated it had been a couple of hours it seemed like no time at all. We decided to stop by. ’ I force a deep laugh from my throat. ‘We have all night.’ ‘Month.’ He corrects me, and then kisses me tenderly, the dress slides to the floor exposing my bare breasts and lace panties. He tells me to lie down on the bed. I step out of my dress and heels and prop myself up against the pillows, ankles crossed, arms uncomfortable at my sides fingers tracing patterns in the sheets. The bed has been turned down leaving dove gray silk ones. I can’t keep from touching them, feeling the cool silk. I sucked in a breath as I gripped it awkwardly.I flicked my wrist. I winced at the clumsy toss. My throwing dagger tumbled through the air. The shadows flowed out of its path. Ealaín, standing on the other side, swung her war hammer and deflected the weapon before it struck her body.Then she charged in and swung her ax in great, scything arcs, cutting at the shadows. She severed through inky tendrils. They melted into mist before her. The form merely flowed back from her and kept thrusting..