It occurs to me that I really am living the dream. Here, in the mountains, with this woman, this family, this lifestyle. And I really am incredibly lu...ky because this is her idea of paradise. This is her perfect day. Just me, her, and the k**s, splashing and swimming and chilling out. Right here. She doesn’t want riches. She doesn’t want fame. She doesn’t want a big house or car. She doesn’t want expensive clothes, restaurants, theater trips, foreign holidays... None of it. Just us. Here. God I. “I just thought I would bring you a little something.” I was definitely surprised the bag was dainty and pink. I looked inside and saw something black and shiny. I reached inside and felt it, it was smooth, cool and silky. I slid my hand in and took out a sexy little black nightie trimmed in red silk ribbons. I was shocked and surprised, she laughed as I held it up to look at it. “Your eyes nearly pooped out of your head when you saw that!” She snorted and laughed. I quickly put it back. You especially liked Raven, besides which after Deathstroke's Coup'd'etat, which Ra's didn't survive, you found little Joy in anything anymore, of course the fact you had your own personal Lazarus pit in your room didn't sit well with the Team, but as Sector 2814's Yellow Lantern, you had to place yourself above reproach, and set an example for what remained of the Sinestro Corps after its destructive war against the Simarly Scattered/Fractured Red Lantern Corps. You were a Recluse, a Cipher. She is wearing running shorts, which show off her tanned and toned legs, and a tight t-shirt. I look down at her boobs, D cups on an athletic frame. "100 at least. They are amazing." She gets out the lube and pours it along the length of my already-hard dick. "Well you owe me. I'm not doing this for free anymore" she says with a smile on her face. "Oohhhh just keep stroking me, I'll pay any price you ask" I say. A few minutes later its all over, as I stand there orgasming cum out of my dick,.