Not a perfect fit. Not as in a cork in a bottle. Once again, the services of a damp washcloth were needed for both of us.Afterwards, we cuddled togeth...r in each other’s arms, exchanging the occasional kiss, feeling the other’s breathing and heartbeat.There’s no shame in admitting that I was, for the moment, spent. Oh, given her fluffing skills, I had no doubt that she could have gotten me up again, but it wouldn’t have been enjoyable. She also seemed content to leave it at that.We woke at three. On drying off I bumped into a guy in his 60s whohas had me before and tends to seek me out, I exchanged pleasantries and hewent to shower but I knew then that today he was just what I wanted. Ihurried off to the dark steam room for a little play until he was ready.The steam room is dark about 10ft by 6ft and its difficult to make facesout in the steam but almost immediately I fell to my knees in front of thefirst of the four guys in there and took his stiff member in my mouth. Itwas heaven!. The Davinians and Antalians did better than the Quelanders, but this had more to do with them pushing the bounds of technology and the Genteli being able to keep the slaves in line.The Quelanders were happy to just, mull along as before once they got rid of Que. He was probably the longest living of the Wizards as far as I understand. Possibly, because his ring was further south in a better location, and he didn’t try to rule with an iron thumb.The other two Wizards also didn’t live more than a. One time, I asked Angie why she put up with them and their abuse; she smiled at me and said, "How could I ever leave my boy? I would miss you so much. Not only that, I could never find another job that would pay as much and give me the freedom that I have here."This was when I realized that Angie worked here and if she ever went somewhere else to work, she would be out of my life completely. I never brought the subject up again.As I got older, most of the time it would be just Angie and me in.