I’ve dreamed all night of holding Neoni in my arms as we twirl and spin away from this place. As I said, I’ve got it bad. I get out of bed the ne...t morning needing coffee, bad. I find all old pair of jogging shorts, and several old shirts, which, to my amazement, still fit. I dress in them, put on my old tennis shoes and go down stairs. Mom is waiting for me. She looks, as she always has, rested, and perfectly dressed. She pours me a cup of coffee and brings it to me. ‘Good morning,’ I say,. She seemed to take special pleasure in the extremely slow, deliberate way that she sank down until finally all of Malcolm’s thick length was deep inside her body.Just for a moment, she did look across at Luther, before returning her gaze to the man whose penis she’d just taken into her depths. She had her right hand on his shoulder for balance as she looked straight into his eyes, holding her ring finger directly in front of his face. “I love you, Malcolm. I want you to know that. I want my. Because of my job, I often have time off on odd days. Tyrell usually has the weekends off, which just happens to usually be my busiest time at work. It made a follow-up date a little tough. In the meantime, we tided each other over with a little phone sex, and "sexting" pictures back and forth.Finally, I was able to get a Saturday off. Tyrell made reservations at a hotel for that Friday night, and we made plans to meet. After getting off of work that evening, I ran back home to shower and. We drove it as far as Paris and drove up the Avenue De la Grande Armee, around the Arc de Triomphe and down the Champs Elysee. I figured if we could manage that we could drive anywhere.Each night when we stopped and slept I felt so wonderful wrapped in her arms. And it was absolutely reciprocated by Valerie. We enjoyed the physical closeness knowing that nobody else could come within 6 ft. of us emotionally.On our return we started to plan some journeys for the next few years. The only.