I melt into your arms, barely able to move. I close my eyes and drift off to sleep.I wake up to you sitting next to me on the bed. "Feeling better?" Y...s, Sir." Good, are you ready for the next round?"My eyes get wide with wonder. Next round? You lay down next to me and tell me to suck your cock. I do so slowly, going up and down making small circles around the tip. I plunge my head all the way down, taking all of you into my mouth. Bringing my head about halfway up your cock and then slamming. Her crystal clear complexion began to get just the faintestamount of bumps and lesions. I don't know how long I watched, but thechanges began to accelerate. The ribbons in Dori's hair disappeared.Her hair became dirty looking and unkempt, like she had been in thewind after just waking up. Her complexion grew as bad as mine.Pimples dotted her face. It wasn't a horrifying case of acne. But,it did not look good and was a far cry from the way she normallylooked. Her curvy figure appeared to. Heather hoped the next instruction came soon...A slight noise came from beyond the nursery door. Cathy bolted up, book slamming shut."Places!"Heather ran for the bed. One hand, attached to an arm much stronger than when she first came here, lifted the edge of the large feather mattress. She shoved the sword in, far enough that the pommel left no indication of its position. Hurriedly, she redid the bedspread, smoothing the silk and lace. She finished just as the large wooden door creaked. 8 of a mile to be precise) there was a private glory hole located in an ordinary looking residential neighborhood, and so I ventured to send it's operator (who went by the name of 'Jack') an e-mail inquiry. It came as another surprise when I got an answer to that e-mail within only a matter of minuets!We messaged one another, back and forth, for a few more minuets before I said that I'd be very interested in experiencing what a glory hole was like; and that it was a definite 'bucket-list' item.