And put squarely on mine. "Fare thee well former mortal," the goddess announced with more than a trace of pride in her fading voice, "Fare thee well..... young goddess of justice." And then as she faded away completely, I thought that I heard the final traces of her voice whisper, "At last I may rest..." For a long moment, I just stared at where she had been. I could no longer sense and trace of her presence. But whether she had truly died or just moved on to some other place... some other plane. They didn't record a video of either tryst, so both times I had to let myself be content with Lily telling me every detail of the evening's sex while I lapped up the remnants of Charles' semen that still was oozing from her pussy.One afternoon in mid December, Charles called me on the phone. "We have a Christmas present for you and Lily," he told me."Great," I replied. "Just wrap it up and bring it over. We'll put it under the tree." Nope," he said flatly. "It's a private sort of thing. I. Manish: I want to fuck you like a bitch in heat.Priya smiled and went on all fours on the bed. Manish pulled in behind her and traced the length of her pussy with his tool to tease her. She was dripping wet. She looked behind to tell him to put it in. But as soon as she opened her mouth he rammed it inside and a loud moan escaped her mouth.He pulled it all the way outside and then rammed it in again. He did that a few more times to set the pace of slow long strokes and then gradually moved too. "Bingo" I thought."Not exactly" I said. Looking at her. This was the point when she would either be intrigued or revolted. My money was on "intrigued"."So do you two have an open marriage?" She asked, half k**ding.I didn't say anything...I just shrugged. She looked surprised, and intrigued. "Really", What is that like. I tried to downplay it. "We both enjoy sex. Just because you love your wife's cooking doesn't mean you can't go out to eat every once in a while"."That's true" she said. Then.