Kenfocused in on the only item to catch his eye so far - a simple coffeemug. The mug was plain brown inscribed with the words "A year from nownone of...this will matter." In the last six months, this had become hisunofficial motto."As much as I really like the box this basket came in, I'm going to haveto swap it for this completely dull coffee mug."With that, he swapped with Mary, and took his mug and tried to find aseat.Ken moved across the room until he found a small space on the floor tosit. We stood close, her eyes mocking me happily. I indulgently smiled down at her. ‘Come here, cowboy.’ I pulled her to me and kissed her. As always, her lips enchanted me. I can never get enough of her! Once I start with her it’s like I’m drawn into a cyclone. It’s so damn hard to escape. Her lips, her eyes, her neck, her ears, all became delicacies to taste, lick, and otherwise make love to. As I moved aside a lock of her hair to better nibble at her smooth neck she whispered, ‘I lied… no don’t. I removed the thing from my mouth before raising the front half of my body to the same level as my bottom. I licked my lips but I said nothing, waiting for him to continue.He didn’t, keeping still. He prolonged my torture when the only thing I wanted was for him to fill me up again. I whimpered and began attempting to push back against him, but the hands on my hips kept me still. Soon I began moaning and whimpering, squirming. I wanted him-No-I needed him to fill me up again. To fuck my brains. If. . . you give me your solemn promise never ever to tell anybody would you like me to help you make that go down and actually show you just what I’ve been talking about?”I really didn’t have too much idea just what she meant by that but rather sheepishly I said accepted the offer.She then made me promise never to tell a living sole or we would both be in a huge amount of trouble and also if at any point I wanted to stop what was going to happen I should just say so immediately and it would.