It felt like it was ripping out my toenails from the inside.I fell back in a red haze and felt her land on top of me. I held her tightly to me as our ...reathing slowed, and the world just sort of faded away. From what seemed a great distance, I felt her roll off me and leave the bed. I was brought back to my senses by a cool cloth bathing my tortured cock and balls. Mary was kneeling naked beside me, gently washing our combined juices from me as she gave my dick an occasional kiss. Finishing. I could hardly wait. It wasn’t that soon. It didn’t happen a week later, when we sat for forty-five minutes over lunch, in the middle of a park on the Charles, in bitterly cold sun, bundled under the comforter and drinking hot tea from thermoses, because Elizabeth missed the sunlight. I didn’t ruin it then. ***** You want another scene? Imagine this. We’re naked, as usual, on my couch, nuzzling each other, and I’m stroking her puss. One finger quick down the middle. Caress. Repeat. We’re. He let me in an took me to his basement. Nothing to exotic, but yet, I became powerless the minute I went thought the threshold. That night I enjoyed serving him in all manners. He sketched me, and then began to command me. "Disrobe me!", he commanded. I'm feeling like getting my ass eaten, so get to it. I follow his orders like a puppy, and found myself beyond Ecstasy. His hole tasty like the most delicately prepared caviar. I found myself fingering and eating it, and heating up like a pot on. I almost wanted to beg her to kiss me, but instead, whispered one little word."Please"This was all she needed. Her lips touched mine and I felt her other hand at my waist. My instinct was to press my lips against hers, my body against hers, and feel her warmth. But, she began to pull away before I could do so.I grabbed the front of her shirt and pulled her to me again, kissing her and tracing my tongue across her bottom lip. She gasped softly when I did this, and I thanked myself for years of.