Within seconds, Davinia's long sloppy tongue was applying her naturalsalve to Trysta's wounded cunt. Soon the ensuing pleasures erupted and Trysta was...mewling softly in the throes of an unexpected orgasm. Trysta could not believe that she was orgasaming despite the pain from theattack. Then, eventually, both girl and bitch were satisfied and they fell into a deep contented sleep. Trysta was exhausted. In the morning she woke to find a coffee mug being placed gently on the bedside table. . Needless to say I was pleasantly surprised.My special lover pulled me towards him, giving me a good look at his form. I’d screamed and screamed the first time he’d come to visit me. Such a silly girl! He may have been a twisted lump of flesh, tentacles rising from the surface at will, but he was also kind and gentle. I stepped onto the floor, quickly running over and throwing my arms around him in a tight embrace, my arms not even stretching half way around his body. I never wanted him to. "Alison Jones just stood there the pain in her bottom for the moment forgotten. "Are you talking about those threats you made about informing Child Protective Services, Social Services and the Family Court about me, Mrs. Cresswell?" Indeed I am Mrs. Jones, indeed I am. In fact I have already spoken to CPS."George Cotton looked from the familiar face of the woman who had moved from her driveway to where they were standing near the open passenger door of his Nissan Patrol before he turned back to. He could keep his clothes on or get naked or anything in between. He couldn’t touch unless one of us called him forward, and any time she wanted to stop, it was over. Bill was good with everything. I took him in the bedroom and sat him down in a chair we had brought from the kitchen. Before he sat down he patted me on the shoulder. “Thanks Jim, really just want to say thanks and how much I appreciate this. Thanks for making an old guy really happy.” He was very sincere and I was beaming.