She has a copy of an ancient magic bookthat she uses both to protect them and exact retribution.This is a sequel to my earlier story, "She of the Book..., where thecharacter Ionope played a lesser part. This story will stand on its own,but it would be best to read the other first.STARTI have travelled far in my life, one that is now nearing its end. I amwriting this small part of my story, my trials, and my successes downfor others so that they may better appreciate my life and this strangebut. ‘What could have made him come into the water?’ you wonder… You know how I feel about being in water – whether it’s the ocean or a pool. It doesn’t matter too much anyway, because you’re just happy that we can share this moment. You decide to ask me about it later, because you don’t want to ruin the moment. I take you into my arms and kiss you passionately. I drive my lips against yours, parting them with my tongue. You suck it into your mouth, feeling it’s soft, sinewy surface against your. Once they are dressed and lubricated we have them kneel on a cushion and bend over and rest their chest and stomach on a low cushioned top table and strap their hands and feet to extensions on the floor so they can't decide they want to stop being fucked and jump up and leave. After they have been thoroughly broken in, usually over multiple sessions, most find they enjoy being fucked but if they don't actually enjoy being fucked yet but agree not to resist (in this case we put a restraining. I half wanted her to catch me, cock in hand and imagined what would happen. I often left the panties neatly folded, gusset exposed, in order to plant the suspicion of my activity in her mind. Anyway, halfway through this particular stay, I had agreed to give her a ride to work (a part time cleaning job). As we drove, we chatted and Susannah told me that she had discovered my stash of MILF porn whilst cleaning – I was a little shocked and of course embarrassed, but she put me at ease telling me.