'If you're anything like your Mom, you'd love my cock, ' he said to himself, thinking of Jodi spread-eagle on his bed and ready to be mounted. 'I need...to get some pussy, ' he said under his breath, taking his last bite of food and lit a cigarette.Jodi saw he was finished and walked to sit back down with him. 'Can I get one of those?' she asked pointing to his pack of cigarettes, knowing she could, but asked first.'Are you out?' he asked watching her get one and light it.'Shit, I never have any,. I often asked for sex, but my wifecomplained that I was never any good at it. She always said that we only do what I wanted, whichusually involved long blowjobs with followed by a nice, slow handjob.She seemed bored by the routine. After a time, she would just sit there while I jerked off. If I was lucky,I would get to cum on her big, 34-C tits. Almost every time we did it, she asked if I would go down onher. I rarely performed cunnilingus, but when I did, Kate came hard.Twice, after we both. “Well...” he started, “it’s not exactly in the past.”“I don’t understand.”“There are some things you need to know about Cambria.”“What about her?”“She...” Avan took a deep breath and exhaled. “Yuri, she...[pause]...she wants to...to take Shyla’s place.”“I’m not sure what that means.”“It means to take her place as your companion. And Yuri, you need to consider it.”“I’m feeling confused.”“Of course you would feel that way. But listen, your wife cut out as soon as those charges were made against. The power of the place ebbs. Up through my palms, arcing, biceps spasming with electricity that races to my shoulders and radiates down my spine to swirl my hips, before thundering through alabaster thighs to the floor. Over and over, like I've somehow completed a circuit. Plugged into nature.Heat sears my palms. I only realise the extent after I yank up to kneel on my haunches, the photograph fluttering a few feet. It catches in the crook of a stray twig where I glimpse her face. Almost a.