The women in the flick was getting butt fucked by some dude. When the camera focused on her face I imagined it to be Latha. I masturbated on that and ...ent off to sleep.The next day I noticed that the crate contained one beer bottle less. I realized instantly that Kumaran must have taken it. This got me interested, so I didn’t mention this to Kumaran and acted as tough I had not noticed the absence of the bottle. In the evening I made a trip to the Bazaar and purchased a few rum and whisky. We had just completed a bout of what I can only describes as the most wonderful love making that I had ever been fortunate to receive. We were both left gasping and shuddering by the soul shaking experience that we had shared. Her moans, and my groans, of exquisite pleasure were as the chorus of Angels. No sweeter music exists than that produced by two sated lovers.It was a mild autumn afternoon, and we had swived and galloped for an hour or more, raising quite a sweat in our passionate. "We came in response to Cap's message. Is he here?" Of course! Lets get someone to tend your horses and we can go inside and find him."We made our way through the house to the back garden, where Cap and his wife Marsh were sitting, enjoying the warm mid-morning sun. Beletara was quite a bit south of our valley, and warmer than we were used to."Weaver! Wind! Welcome back!" Cap said as soon as he saw us."We got your message about our friends, and decided we should come check on them before winter. And I’ve read about the ego, and how important a man’s penis is to him, at least according to Freud, so is it possible you’re lying to me because it would embarrass you to admit that you lost?”“Why do you want to know this?” I groaned.“Because I love you, and I want to know everything about you, the good and the bad. I’m trying to grow up, and you’re the adult in my life who is my measuring stick for whether I’m doing okay or not.”“You’re doing fine,” I said. “I couldn’t be more proud of the.