Now in his sixteenth year with Failsafe, he was a state-certified, master-sprinkler-installer. They had it all; a nice home, two cars, and a twenty-th...ee foot boat. They had tried to have children, without success.Butch's boss, Tony Tognelli, a tough, Italian guy, was like a father to Butch. Tony's wife, like Sharon, had kept her maiden name, Joan Conti. Joan, was the sexiest woman that Butch had ever known. Not that he saw her all that much. A long driveway, from the warehouse, separated the. "I have many names but you can call me Rami, I'm the Goddess Of Lost Souls," she said with a smile."Goddess," I gulped, now I knew for sure I was seeing things."You are mine now," she said with a smile, "and I want you to do some things for me Chris,"She got up and walking, no gliding would cover it better, anyway she moved towards me, and sat on my rumpled bed."Things? What things?" I asked.Up close she looked even better, her large unsupported breasts stood out proudly from under her thin top. They were soft, yet firm, with almost no sagoutside the simple space that they occupied. To look at them one mightwonder if they were real or not. I had no clue what size I was, but theyseemed to weight pounds, round as small melons, and had two large areolaswith two protruding nipples.I shook myself from the state of admiration I was in for my body, pulledmy boxers down, only to pause for a second and glance at the lack ofanatomy that was between my legs. I had no hair. All I could see. We were running low lately.I think I drove 20 mph over the limit in order to get home faster. Josh and I walked into the door and locked it. My panties were damp and I saw Josh's bulge in his pants. In my head I was debating to go through a "normal" but hot fuck fest first or to go straight into anal play. Anal play won out. I ran to the bedroom with Josh right behind me.I sidled up to Josh and took off all of my clothing. Josh stripped with me. I saw his cock, slightly damp and rock hard,.