Tuesday when I got to work after class Connie gave me my list and I noticed all the work was at the Prospect Street lot. Connie said:“I’ll be here...waiting when you get done. Save some energy for me. I missed last night and you’ve got a wedding to go to tomorrow so I’ll need enough to hold me until Monday. You up to it?”“Give it my best shot.”“You always do lover. Hurry up and get it done.”I did give it my best shot and in doing so I missed dinner and everyone was in bed when I got home. I got a. She leaned over and I could see her face close up, she was dribbling cum, their were bubbles of it between her lips and a drop ran down her chin, there were lines of white all over her face and into her hair, a large drop on her long eyelash. She opened up my mouth and, from her position leaning above me, was able to open hers and let a stream of cum drip from her mouth and straight down my throat. I had never drunk so much in one go, it tasted amazing and it was such a turn on to see my. There's no contradiction. I feel no guilt whatsoever about it."I smiled to match hers. "That's great to hear. So it was a happy marriage."She nodded. "Far from perfect, but very happy. The only bone of contention, you should pardon the expression, was Frank's sex drive. He was ... hmm, how to say ... not impotent, but he had a low libido. I, on the other hand, have a much higher drive. He tried his best to please me, and that was enough. Does that make any sense to you?"I sighed. "Yes, it. The moan was the first indication that Anastasia was coming around. She slowly opened her eyes and looked around questioningly."W-what happened? W-where am I?" she asked groggily. "Oh no! Oh, Rac-Nur! Oh, Kate and Oliver!" Shhh," Beriwen started. "Easy now, you had a terrible wound and almost died. You are fine now. Do not over exert yourself." Who are you?" Anastasia asked, looking up at Beriwen."Lady Anastasia, it is Dunin. Dunin Brandson, Kate's son," Dunin replied. "Can you tell us what.