I stepped off and stretched out on the sofa, she beside me, gently holding one another for some time, speaking quiet lover expressions to one another....s we lay there, neither of us knew what would transpire between us in the time ahead, but also in agreement that what just took place was an experience neither of us would have wanted to miss. This was a memory to mutually cherish and would be forever remembered by a secret wink between us. – A story by NiteHawkNote to Readers - Story. Sell.." She interrupted me, "Diane!" I tried to continue. "Diane, I'm so sorry!" "Don't be a baby. You are so sexy and look like you need some relief," Diane said. With that she lifted the blanket off me, exposing the dildo still stuffed in my pussy. She pulled it out and licked it. This made me so hot. She sucked it clean and said, "Mmm, tastes like honey." She reached up and kissed me on the lips and all my worries melted away. She moved down to my nipples and my pussy caught fire. I moaned. It’s a symbol of hope. We like to believe our lives don’t end when we die. It gives us a reason to carryon in life with a sense of purpose. Right or wrong, we want and choose to believe there’s a reason for our existence,’ he asserted. ‘Rubbish,’ she said conceitedly. He chuckled at her arrogance and presumed superiority though a part of him feared she was right. In spite of everything and whether either philosophy was right or wrong he took her in his arms, studying her face as though he was. ’ ‘Tell me Jan, in your dream I shit in the bowl didn’t I?’ ‘Yes Master, you did.’ Her sobs were beginning to die down. ‘We’ll let’s see how it works in my world. First, I think you need to earn this. Get out and dry off. You two do the same.’ All three hurried themselves out of the tub and began drying off as I stretch out to enjoy the show. Once they were sufficiently dry I barked at Emily to sit on the bowl and shit. She looked mortified but did as instructed. It was actually pretty comical.