It has a glass wall at the picture window end, a live wooden floor, a twenty foot ceiling, and is acoustically designed to give the best sound out of ...he grand piano that's placed in the center. Sitting at that piano is where I planned to do my thinking.Bonnie, my girlfriend was on the road. She's a sales rep for a pharmaceutical company, and she's gone more than she's home. She's pretty independent, and I like my space, so her traveling works out just fine. I was glad she was out of town,. Yet, it turned her on and she admitted the truth, "Yes, Mistress Brenda, I'm dying to eat your cunt." You'll be my little cunt-licking slut whenever I beckon you?" Brenda continued the informal ritual, reveling in this realization of the power she had fantasized about for so long."I'm now your cheerleading cunt-munching sex slave twenty-four-seven," Amy answered, the cunt in front of her face so tantalizingly close that she had to have it, and somehow this just felt right. This domination was. She ate one meal sitting on Sam’s erection at the table and another doing the same for me. We could not go to the bathroom, nor would she, unattended. By Sunday afternoon it seemed that water sports were the only thing we males were capable of.With one final fuck, Sandy sent Sam on his way. We sent a mug of strong coffee along for his driving safety. He had also been given a flash drive with some videos to remember her by. I had done some quick editing so plenty of carnal detail, but no faces,. I wanted to stay there forever and a week. We sleptthat way for at least another hour then Jana got up to get coffee whileMother held me in bed.Mother holding tight: "Let Jana get it Sweetheart." Then she wiggledover more on top of me and kissed my lips. "Do you know that when wehave these little love sessions it makes me want to kiss and hug youthat much more? When you kissed my knee the other day I knew you wantedme too. Now tell the truth. You crave my love don't you?"Darren not sure how to.