..maybe... I don’t...” “Look, just try it, okay? And if you don’t like it, we’ll stop.” Carol looked uncertain. I said, “It won’t be a...y different from what we’ve been doing, but it’ll feel different, I promise. Let’s try it, okay?” “Well...okay, but I...” “Tell you what—have you got any office clothes? You know, white blouse, pleated skirt—like that?” “Yes, but...” “Good. Put them on. I’ll wait outside. Let me know when you’re ready.” And before she could reply I stepped outside her room and. . cleanup after a hunt. ‘I don’t do cocks’ he said, with so much conviction that no one dared to punish him for not acceding to his Elder’s wishes.”“He said, and I quote: ‘Once Misty is done riding you, may I suck you off?’”“Interesting.” Zeeris grinned lewdly. “I think he and I need to have a word or two about territory.”“I am no one’s territory, Zeeris. Now, how about you get your cute Marked ass back into that mech of yours?”“Just you wait. Just a few more months and you’re mine.” She hopped. Finished, she grabbed her purse and headed into the night. Kevin had thought Casey was going to turn him down when she didn't answer him right away. He knew they still had work to do on their relationship before things could return to the way they had been, and he also knew that there might still be a part of her that wasn't ready to deal with it. When he finally heard her say that she would come to him, his heart jumped about a mile. When she had hung up the phone, he took a long look around. With my girls staying at their grandparents farm and my husband out of town, the opportunity presented itself. My choices were poor to begin with. I started my Sunday with Mimosas, graduated to Vodka Gimlets, hit the bong and tuned in to my favorite porn fantasy. As my husband is no longer paying much physical attention to me, my porn has been a much needed release. My main fantasy involves a white girl making love to huge black man who deeply seeds her fertile pussy. If anything, I should be.