They made love there in the sand, her wings wrapped around them both, protecting them from the cool, predawn breeze.~~~~~Jake woke up, the forever rec...rring dream still vivid in his mind. 'Each time it’s like it really happened! But I know it didn’t… It never happens!' He nearly sobbed, greeting the new day with even deeper misery, and he hadn't even opened his eyes, yet, though tears welled behind his closed lids and ran down into his ears. He’d had that dream a million times. He knew he would. My hand lay flat against his balls at the base of his cock while I worked him in my mouth. I ran my tongue along his underside as I slid it in and out of mouth. I slobbered a lot on it to provide moisture. He didn't say anything and just watched me work his cock. My hand returned to his balls giving them a light squeeze in between taking him fully in my mouth. He started moaning again and I felt his cock starting to recover in my mouth.I continued my assault making sure he would be hard enough. The rage in me knowing you have done this and wondering who has seen these are insurmountable. I need to space myself from you until I feel calm enough to listen to your explanation about all this. I feel like you have broken a trust between us, severing us apart.EmmaDonald is heartbroken, and he suddenly does understand just exactly what that means. His body shudders as his mind races to the idea that Emma might have left him forever. Tears are now running down his cheeks, he never cries,. He was so alive, so attractive. He talked suggestively to me, but I thought a lot of that was just that he was being raised in the city—in New York City.Jamie made the move, although I’d been thinking about him in that way for a couple of weeks. I went to the men’s room one afternoon—not behind the stage to the restrooms the practicing orchestra members and working stage hands would use, but out in the theater lobby, which was closed to the public then. That restroom was close to where I was.