The hands from behind suddenly released, and my head smashed forward. I expertly caught Laura's nipple and half of her breast in my mouth. With a bite... suck and squeeze, she filled my mouth with the pure love of life.Laura was one step ahead of me. She caught my head and held it to her breast as she plummeted down to impale herself on my straining hardness. She cried out in ecstasy as I filled her over and over. Her body consumed every drop it could squeeze from me as eagerly as I consumed. ." Oh, we're just talking weeks, here, Richard m'boy! I held out and just let him eat me for a little while, but before long -- just a few weeks -- I spread 'em for him!" And what was that experience like?" It was a blast, Dickie! Usually, by the time I'd let him put it in, I was sopping wet from close to an hour of first-class yodeling in my gully. He was pretty big -- at least compared to anything I'd seen up to then, and that made it extra exciting. He didn't make me come with his dick right. Why, she could do anything to him and he might not notice, or remember. She could keep her secret safe while assuaging her urgent passion. She went quietly to the edge of the cot. Jean-Pierre’s steady pattern of breathing did not change. Could she really do this? Take liberties with some poor young man in his sleep? Not only that, but one who intended to become a man of the cloth? If he woke, she would desist immediately. No one would be the wiser. She took the bottle and set it aside, then. Reflexively, I reached up to scratch my face – and it took me a second to realize I had stubble.While I confused myself over my Master PC self-exam settings, I knew damn well I’d adjusted my hair growth; I hadn’t shaved or needed a haircut for three months. Yet I needed one now, on my wedding day.A shave? Better yet, I needed an adjustment. Flipping open my laptop, which was in Sleep mode, it felt a little warmer than usual. Nothing extreme, so I chalked it up to the tropical heat. The rest was.