"You know that at one point we were planning on wrapping the season up, then going somewhere to sit down, kick back and assess where we're at, but tha... got a little ruined when we agreed to do that church tour in December." We got to talking that it would be easier to do if we were married," Preach expanded. "I mean, being a church tour, you want to be way above board, and it's a little difficult for a single guy and a single girl to travel together and appear that way." Then we agreed that it. I'm trying real hard to pucker and I may be leaking." I said as he took the towel from his genitals and gave it to me and rushed to get another one for me.He just came around the corner with the second towel when I was walking towards the bathroom already, on weak legs I might add, the towel he gave me held up like a diaper."Let me through, Bill" I said as I rushed past him and sat on the john and let things run out of me. There was cum and KY, but traces of BM too."That's the last time we will. The couch was heavy and extra long, appearing more than eight feet in length to Gwen's scrutinizing eyes. Pillows were scattered in the oblong room in corners, and footstools sat waiting to comfort tired legs before deep, black leather lounging chairs."Luxurious," Gwen said, running her hand over the expensive material that covered the couch."Comfortable," Sybil called from the kitchen.Sybil balanced the drinks deftly into the room and placed a sweating glass into Gwen's small hand. She seated. The taste was the same, the noises were too. The fingers were Lana’s fingers stroking through my hair. And it was in that moment that I got it, that I understood what Sophie had said, one woman in two parts. The realization was all I needed to abandon myself to her pleasure, whichever of the two parts I was loving. With renewed liberation I sucked and licked, squeezed her clitoris and drank her sweet moisture. ‘Sophie,’ I have no idea who said this, ‘fetch the bag.’ I looked up and watched as.