My hands all over your chest. My lips on your chest. Kissing everywhere. Mmmmhhhhm so hot and sexy. Your arms are so strong and mmmm. Fuck.I look up a... you as I kiss down your chest while I’ve got your cock in my hands, stroking you and caressing your balls. Still looking into your eyes I run my tongue down your shaft and back up. Running it along the rim of your hard cock and over your head. I make sure you’re looking when I slip my mouth over your cock. Mmmmmmmm damn baby. I continue to. That son of a bitch could play my body like a violin. Each and every time we made love, the bond between us had grown stronger. Goodness knows, I’ve enjoyed all my lovers. Like Mary Ann explained it, having a new man was like driving a different car. All were similar, but each had distinctly unique characteristics. If that was the case, my darling husband was a Mercedes and Dan was a Hummer. I wasn’t prepared to abandon my exciting, sometimes rough-edged, four-wheel-drive guy. I wanted more. In this position I had nowhere to go and with my waist up against the side of the bed, Charlotte began fucking me and stretching my tight arsehole. The pain didn’t last long and once my muscles had relaxed, it became as intense and erotic as the other occasions. Charlotte was a like a woman possessed and she was grunting loudly as she filled me up. “You look so fucking sexy,” she told me. “You should see your arse take my cock,” she said. On future occasions Charlotte would video her point of. Barely a few hundred billion atoms long, this rod held a power from the universe before; a power from a universe whose laws of physics were entirely different from the universe following.The rod was powerful. The atoms gluing it together were virtually indestructible. More than that, they held the power of creation, devised by a race lost to the expansion of space-time.A race centered around love.Permanent, unending love.Love so strong it took the end of the universe to finally break it.The rod.