It was the love of her creator for herself, not this roughly-hewn piece of marble, but her real self, what she was now aching to become.Quickly on the...heels of love came a bewildering array of sensations, flooding in so rapidly that Galatea could make no sense of them, her cosmology being complete in the three concepts of pain, gentleness, and love. She let the sensations wash over her in a garble, fascinating, but frustrating in her inability to grasp them long enough to be examined and. Only this time, they pulled me to the floor. Cara positioned herself on my cock, whilst Fran straddled my face, they were facing each other, kissing whilst riding me. I was being fully used & abused... And I loved it!I blew my load again, this time inside Cara. Fran came all over my face, so I grabbed Tory & made her lick it off. My cock needed a rest by now, so I told Tory to sit back down, I buried my head into her pussy & ate it for about 5 minutes. She told me, she didn't want to be fucked. ” He mulled his next words over carefully as only Jim could do. Time seemed to drag as he wrestled with whatever was on his mind.Millie saved him from the distress of whatever he was thinking by barging right ahead. “We are ... concerned. We’re concerned about you. When we came to see you in the hospital you were well cared for but there was something so ... oh, I don’t know ... off about the behavior of your family that we ... well ... We were concerned about you. Jim made some subtle. Isat at his side in the familiar bench and we started a conversation. Itwas an awkward situation, I was feeling like I was talking to myself(what I indeed was, but you surely understand what I mean). I told himabout Thuangduul's question. Marek asked me if I would not like to staythere, as his wife. Just after he said that, he regretted and we bothdismissed that sick idea. This would be too weird!No, there was no way to stay there, being reminded all the time of what Ihad lost. I had to leave,.