“More,” he begged.“You want more of me?”“Yes, Mistress Iris,” tears flooded from his eyes. Cliff’s mouth turned dry as a wasteland. His ...lood hurt his veins as his heart drove his blood with a ferocious beating. His head felt as if it would explode at any moment. The plants contracted again, pulling his arms and legs further apart. They wound their way up to his arms, his legs, and under him at his crotch. One long, thick tendril twisted into his rectum.“We, my lovely pants, and I will engulf. I looked up a little later to see Kylie looking at me from the patio. I hesitated and she moved closer, “what are you doing?”I grinned, “making a pond for Koi.”She smiled and moved to one side, “with a waterfall?”I looked at that end, “maybe if I can find a small enough mage pump.”She almost whispered, “I can help.”I looked at her and then at the shovel I held, “I do not have another shovel.”She looked down and I sighed, “on the patio table is the drawing I made. Look at it and add the. It’s what I need, and begin to orgasm for him. I feel as though I’m going to fall over, but he keeps me in place, never letting up. The tension of all of this comes crashing through me. He moans tasting me, loving how I flood his face. He sucks, and laps, and flicks his tongue quicker. It’s so damn hot; I love how his tongue moves along me. When my orgasm passes, I step back again, releasing his hair. “Oh Mistress, how I love pleasing you. Are you pleased, my sweet Mistress?” He dares to look. “I suspect it is. But I hate saying goodbye over the phone.”“Joyce suggested I talk to you face-to-face. I’m guessing it’s because she knew what would happen and that trying to say goodbye over the phone would just feel empty.”“It’s going to feel empty no matter what, but I had hoped we’d do it when we were together. Do you have your daybook that I sent you?”“Yeah, it’s on my desk.”“Turn to June 30,” she said.I flipped to June 30th. I hadn’t seen that page before. There was a heart around the.