Make sure you prop yourself up with some pillows. I want you to see what I’m doing while you enjoy it.”Allison hesitated climbing into Jon’s bed...for a moment until she saw him appear in the room. She saw him wink and nod in silent approval. It was the first time she would be in a man’s bed. She’d be sharing it with a girl as he watched, but knew he’d be joining shortly by the way he was already aroused. As she laid back onto the pillows, she saw him lean against the wall with his hands at his. Her sighs, some high some low, make me only wilder. Until even my will is broken, I must have her!!!!the dry-humping and the desire break me and I stop, she looks at me puzzled but I don't say a word, I just pick her up and start to march to the bedroom put her on the bed and say to her in a tone of a drill sergeant "honey I'm gonna strip and you should too because when I'm done I'm coming for you and I am not living one stitch of clothing on you when I'm done, got it?" she just started to. Her own wetness, and his, drove her into uncontrolled imagination. Thoughts of men, objects, demons flashed through her collapsing mind in seconds as her body went rigid and a rippling wave of orgasm brought her to the heights of release only to let her crash down again as it passed. She lay there panting hard. And still the tongue lapped on. She now knew better than to relax. She allowed her body to do as it wished. She no longer wanted to control it. It wasn't a part of her. Her mind was now. They obeyed her instantly. "Now, let me look at you."She led me into our little cottage, seating me by the kitchen table. She removed my shawl and gasped for air. "Oh... My Amram, what happened to you?" There was a fire, and I was impatient." I laughed."That's not funny. Tell me what happened."I told her about the capture — avoiding everything about Vicdaen — and then about the fire and how they tried to heal me but how they couldn't heal the scars."Hmm... But you're not saying everything. I.