ART 4 THE PLANTING OF HEAVAN'S SEEDHeavan has her huge tall daughter carry me up to the next floor where there was a special bed constructed with a sm...ll pocket that her daughter lay me down into it so my body was sunk down even with the bed ,strapping me in so I could not move or resist what ever Miss Heavan had in store for me , some thing about I being the one for the use ,for what use.Miss Heavan entered the room and sat next to me on the bed and told me what I had been chosen for "Okay, if you'll lay some derm for me we'll wrap this shit up."Karen put her finger down on the screen. There was a beep from the computer screen before Zander and he looked at it absently, giving a nod. "That'll do it," he said. "Anything else today?" No, Zander," Karen said. "That should do it."Karen and Zander exchanged a few more profane pleasantries with each other while Ken picked up his new PC. It was very light in his hands, lighter even than a child's toy phone. The plastic casing felt. She felt his firm ass cheeks tense as she grabbed a handful. She closed her eyes and lifted her face up to meet his. Their kiss was intense as the Captain thrust his tongue deep into her mouth. Cheryl took her hands and slid them under the waistband of Marcia’s shorts. Her strong hands slid down Marcia’s hips and around to the front. She kissed and licked the back of Marcia’s neck as her hands found Marcia’s hot, wet pussy. Cheryl’s fingers gently played with Marcia’s lips, sliding back and. . I invited some friends over for dinner, which is a fairly regular thing for me to do. I'd planned the menu a bit differently this time... out of necessity. We were having a large roast, on the grill, various grilled veggies, including thick slices of sweet potato seasoned with butter, nutmeg and a bit of sugar, beer bread with roast garlic and of course, desert. Which as usual was whatever anyone wanted to bring. NO ONE... absolutely NO ONE, but my lover, Michael, and I knew what the secret.