Maria disappeared right out of Alexander’s post coital embrace after she had convinced him to go back to Sogdiana. Of course, he just assumed she wa... a goddess and enshrined her in a big temple. He dedicated it to Themis, meaning Maria.He didn’t build it out of religious fervor. I know what he was ACTUALLY commemorating. Believe me, a night with my wife would make you want to go out and erect the Taj Mahal. Hmmmm, I wonder if... ????We visited Maria’s temple in our time. The ruins are indeed. I began to work one of the splinters from my daughters body. As I did, I had to keep moving my left hand to work her skin this way and that. See, I love to do this type of stuff. To dig and pick. Lynn and I do it all the time. Usually I have her pussy in front of me, plucking out any ingrown hairs that may have developed. I remembered loving the smell of her moms pussy. Inches from my face as I did my work. The memory seemed so real. I could smell Lynns pussy right now. Then…it hit me. That. Every move the panties made across my hips reverberated through the plugs and resonated deep within my two stuffed holes. Reaching a hand between my legs I felt the bulge of the dildo pushing against the crotch of the panties. My eyes rolled back and my lips quivered as I pushed the dildo into the depths of my pussy.I was in absolute heaven but a quick glance at the clock told me I didn’t have time to indulge in my euphoria. This bondage scenario was all based around the flow of time.. Who could ever think thata reaction to magazine would have started me down this path? Granted, Irealize it's more than that, much more and it comes from deep inside,but I have to admit, they played a role. Larry Flynt ... who knew?Everything around me now is feminine; from my clothing to my skin to thecandles in my bathroom. I remember the first dick I sucked like it wasyesterday. I remember the first time I put on a wig and saw itcompletely transform my face into something else. I.