" Rex did not want to hear this.When she was through with Rex on the computer, Rita instant messaged her a little later."I hear you're living with Kei...h now? Wow! That developed quickly." Rita said happily. Now maybe Rex would leave Sandy alone, she thought. "Hey I'm happy for you guys. But I bet your husband isn't too thrilled. "She added.They chatted for a while and Sandy mentioned to Rita about leaving the coven."Well, Hon, you know Rex ain't gonna be too happy to hear this. And Keith has. I heard a low groan and the sounds of stroking sped up.“Fuck. I love watching you, Ems. I want to taste you.”Hearing his pleasure, I couldn’t stop myself; my fingers found their way back to my centre and desperately rubbed my clit. “I want that so much.”For a minute there were only the sounds of my stroking, our mutually unintelligible moans; we both concentrated on our own pleasure, watching the other touch themselves and wishing we were touching each other.“I – I can’t last a lot longer.” . His cock stalls and there is stillness. She senses him settling into her like an iron pile driven into soft marle waiting to be hammered down. This will be the foundation of his lovemaking, where it begins and ends, the moment in time on which everything rests.The sensation of his cock stationary so deep inside her fulfils her. It has never been this way before — those boys and their hurry, their pathetic ejaculations. She relishes his size as her muscles tighten around his shaft, release and. Be a good boy and get me it.’ Walking downstairs he found his mother in the kitchen with his aunt. Kissing them on the cheek he told them in a slightly shocked voice, ‘She wants a glass of Whisky, is that ok when she’s dying of cancer and taking drugs?’ ‘Give it to her Misha. She did always like her Scotch.’ ‘But the medication. Won’t it have an effect on that?’ His mother smiled at him, ‘Misha just give her the Whisky. You can’t stop people doing what they want, it’s her choice. If it brings.