She would stand naked in front of the window and enjoy the view for as long as she wanted. She would lounge on the couch, still naked, and snack on wh...tever she wanted, and drink whatever she felt like.This was vacation.After her morning non-ritual, she always longed for her shower time. But not the closed-in fiberglass shell like she had at home. This one was outside, under the house. It was quiet and warm, nicely camouflaged and secluded.She loved the feel of the rainfall-shower head. It. " "I changed your life? You were such an influence on me Carolyn. I am who I am because of the confidence and emotional freedom I got from you." I said choking back a bit of a tear, " I know it was only a few days but they meant the world to me." "You restored my faith in men, my dear Dalton. I would have never given Jason a chance after my first marriage or any man for that matter. Then you treated me with so much compassion and so tenderly. Those few days meant everything to me as well. I owe. As I was walking, the sound was like I was in an empty or near-empty house.“Ready?” Delta asked with an obvious smile.“Yes Ma’am,” I answered.They pulled off the blindfold, and I found we were in a house. They led me through the house, showing me the living room, the kitchen, a dining room, and then a very large bedroom. All the windows had new curtains and drapes. In the kitchen there was pots and pans sitting on the counter along with a coffeepot. There was a nice table with six chairs in the. No, I am making love to who that woman is, what she believes in, what she feels, what she expresses. I am making love to a person, not an object. Not an image.My last fantasy ended as I finished giving her oral pleasure in her home, after I travelled thousands of miles to see her.But where does my next fantasy begin?You sit there, spent from the attention my tongue and lips have given your pussy. You are wet, and your breathing, although settling down from the peak of your climax, is still deep.