”“I’ll be down in just a few minutes, Leah, thank you.”Nathan sat on the edge of his bed, his head in his hands. Would this nightmare never en...? It had been 54 years, and if anything it was getting stronger.He struggled to his feet, and unsteadily, made his way to the kitchen where fried matzoh was served, as usual on Passover mornings.The day passed uneventfully, as everyone waited for sundown, then they all entered the dining room where the table was set with the special china and silverware. "I'll hold it for you no sweat," she said with a smile."And this," I handed her the derringer.She helped me out to the gurney where she told me to lie down. I did as she said. I think she gave me anything, anyway I fell right asleep. I worked through the pain I guess. She might have given me something for it.The next thing I knew I was coming around in an examining room. "Well hell there Miss Porter. We don't get many celebrities in here." Well you don't have one in me. I'm just your average. When you're finished, meet me in the living room. But hurry because I have something for you to do." As she was leaving she placed her plate on the floor next to me.I finished licking the floor clean followed by her plate and then got up to take care of her dishes. I washed everything that was used and put them away. I went to the living room as soon as I was finished to find Mistress. She was on the couch, watching me on the TV. It was in my room and I was either drinking my piss or eating my. She didn’t sucked her fingers in a seductive fashion, instead she cleaned her fingers, tasted her pussy and moved on. As she moved off toward the shower I watched her smacking her lips together and rolling her tongue around her lips clearly enjoying the last of her musky, salty pussy flavour.My cock was set to burst. If I had already cum three times in the last few hours I would have already been shooting spunk but I needed a little more this time.This is where this experience takes a strange.