Too much, Butterfly?Non. Jamais. I managed, already lost in the haze of exquisite pain that my body had become so adept at translating into pleasure. ... felt his teeth against my throat, sharply pricking into my sensitive flesh and I surrendered myself to him, heat blossoming deep within me as I climaxed suddenly, shuddering against him, my scream erupting from my throat and echoing in the darkness of the cavern.My mind filled with cold laughter he suddenly freed me, pushing me from him. I fell. At some point we ended up in a position where I held her in my arms while she faced me with her legs wrapped around me. Her pussy pressed against my boner as we looked in each others eyes. As before we both leaned in and started kissing passionately, only this time our hands explored every bit of the others body. She had started grinding against me, softly moaning at each stroke, but after a while she moved away to make way for her hand.Her little fingers wrapped around my thick shaft as I. Along one of the walls a makeshift cinderblock bookshelf stood, lined with mostly older titles, but with a lot of new-age paperback stuff in there as well. A big, expensive looking red velvet rug covered the center of the floor and looked vaguely oriental. A couple of half-melted candles and old sticks of incense cluttered around the edges of the floor rug."Okay, you two sit and relax and get comfy while I consult my books,"Zoe said.Steph and I sat down on the floor and looked at each other in. Eventually everyone went home except for John and I. By then I was way beyond tipsy from the drink plus still on an emotional high from the success of the account resolution and my pending promotion. I didn't want to end the celebration. I told John that I dreaded going home alone to a dark empty house, that it would be such a let down after the past two months effort and tonight's celebration." John lamented that all he had to go home to was a gardener and a bad tempered Scottish Terrier, and.