"Yeah I might write a book, but it would be fiction. I actually was a traffic cop in a small town, when Swamp Dog came calling. I never did anything b...t write a few tickets. I broke my hand in a traffic accident and lost my police certification. They hired me because I work cheap. But I can spin a hell of a yarn." I realized I had ruin my chances to get laid, so I added it's getting late, I need to head on back. I'm going to be around a day or two, maybe we will meet again." Let me walk you to. “Your husband is one lucky man” I whispered her.She laughed sadly“No man realizes that.For all men distant pastures are green” She increased her pace, I started giving powerful thrusts and when we were about to climax, I made her bend down and rammed her as she was giving back thrusts with matching force and we came at same time. I filled her pussy with steaming hot lava and we were in that position for quite some time.“I don’t want to take it out” I said without letting go of her breasts.She. Dionysus visited me in a dream, and told me to return to this place, for there I would find...the mother. Yes people, the gods have decreed our return. Adam and Eve, Pandora and Epimetheus, Satyricon and Irish.I watch her now, as I have watched these months passed. She splashes water against her small, perfect breasts, and her nipples stiffen in response. Her dark hair is damp so it appears black. Below her midriff, she has her legs crossed demurely, hiding the pleasures within. She's caressing. . She became my Goddess and I didn't know how to control her. She would command me and make sure I took my daily sissy dosage of mind abuse. She would tell me to fuck myself for 5 hours a day, to inhale poppers till I drool from being stuck in sissy hypno trance for 8 hours of the day... And she always made me eat, gargle, and swallow every load my sissy pathetic clity made. Because that is the only way Sissy's can make more cum... I would be forced in to imagining my mind being fucked by cocks.