"I see you've managed to take it all in. Would you like me to relieve you of some of that?" he asked.She pleaded with her eyes as he approached her an... knelt near her numb titties. He un-hooked the nipple of first the left then the right tit and massaged them back to life. This set fire off in both nips as the circulation returned and intensified the sensations she felt.He reached up to her cunt and dipped his fingers into her squishy well of fire to see if she was still excited. Then he rubbed. Riya said, “Let’s take this to my place, I’m not done with you for tonight. It’s in Arambol, won’t take time at all.” They put on their clothes and caught a cab to get place. He was asleep by the time the taxi started, while Riya guided the way.Once there, they rushed into the villa, and crept into her room on the first floor. The closed the door and started kissing again madly. Riya took off her clothes again and started jumping on her bed, gesturing him to come closer. He did the same and. There were definitely some differences; it seemed whatever Milo's curse did to women worked almost like a virus, but her body seemed to make antibodies that could lessen its effects.It was by no means a cure, but definitely a possible treatment. If Milo acted as an asymptomatic carrier, then it was possible that if she could use her own antibodies on him it might fix the majority of his problems!She got to work on the treatment, but something happened when she went to test his sperm sample from. The sun was out and it was warm, and the fridge had some cold beers and a rather nice Sauvignon Blanc, so I sat at the wheel, sipping my wine while Maggie lay back in her seat relaxing in the balmy air. The swell was slight, so setting the compass in a direction that would avoid any dangers, and engaging a slow speed on autopilot, I also sat back in my seat and we talked about many things. Maybe it was the wine, maybe the heat of the sun, but somehow it seemed natural for our discussions to.