But his brain wasn’t getting that much blood. That voice had only enough strength to make Rachel’s skin into a guilty pleasure.Even though he’d ...ong since coated her back with oil, she didn’t stop him. Quite the opposite: she settled in, almost liquid on the chair. “Ooh, that’s it. You just keep doing that for, like, an hour.”He frowned. That kind of presumptuousness, after she’d already ordered him up to oil her back? Lustful frustration compounded on his indignation. On the spur of the. Don’t you like it when someone says you can tell me everything? And you play the chords. And you think the cords. And the cords were the reason for the drapes in ‘The Cobweb’ and caused mental unbalance and murder, and that would be fine. If the dust would stop settling on you. If you could pass the dumb glumness of him, if you could make him understand that the ceiling above you us crushing down on you and it is black and dark and the walls or caving in and the windows are being boarded up in. She liked it that way. And to be honest I liked it that way as well. It reinforced my belief that all these relations were purely physical for her. And that my relation with her was so much more. She was my goddess and I was her faithful slave. And I wouldn’t give it up for anything.Thankfully the closet was close to being soundproof and I couldn’t hear them in the bedroom at all. It must have been at least an hour since they started. I hoped that it would get over soon and Lina would come to. Ever got disrupted…I was sinking deep in to those 2 gorges of eternal love…Without a word….my hand went towards your hairs….i was touching you…it seemed so unreal…your soft cheeks, your eyes…your hairs…..I was not able to resist my self…my fingers where as if playing on your face…the moment I touch your lips…. That love buds parted and a soft moan came out of it…that point broke the barrier…. My hands went around you and just pulled you towards me…..I took you face in my hands….and gave a soft.