I decided to wear a black leather skirt with matching vest and a simple white blouse. I finished it off with a pair of black, strappy 3” heels. I...thought the leather would help me fit in a bit while not looking too willing, if that is the right way to put it. And, I did like the way the way the leather hugged my body. I thought the black looked nice with my blonde hair. Even at thirty four, I was still pretty trim and firm. John picked me up and said that I looked great. I came crashing back into my bed, into my body, into his arms beneath him. I felt him releasing his tension within me as I was calling out with my climax. It was nearly perfect, almost simultaneous, and still a joy. Yes, he was there to catch me. And he held me as we fell asleep together, needing no words. And when I woke in the morning he was still there, beside me with his arms wrapped around my torso. I felt protected and cherished, almost as if I had never been the tough jaded woman that. "Oh wow," I said as Virana's new penis started to grow hard. It soon stood erect at a full ten inches as she continued running her fingers over it."That's much bigger than my husband's," Mrs. Veetee mentioned to Mrs. Pepper. "He can't even get me off with his." Mom, I'm standing right here," Matt said, uncomfortable with what his mother was saying."Well it's true. Your father hasn't had sex with me in years and even if he did, it takes a big cock to make me cum. I hope you didn't inherit his. I searched my memory and eventually remembered the incident at the Castle. "The ritual snake dance?" Yes. For us it is a potent symbol. A symbol of life and regeneration. In the eastern countryside the barren nature of the land means there are few snakes. They tattoo their women this way to summon their spirit. These are their traditional designs."I looked more closely at the swirling patterns that curled around Cora's body. There were indeed stylised snakes, intricately wound about each other.