She got maid and grabbed my head in her hands and started kissing my lips, neck ear lobes and with loud moaning. I thanks that I have collided with yo... may be just that i wanted to be fucked by you realizing the difference between real and artificial things. . She was saying that you have to stay with her and she is ready to marriage with you as want continue fuck from me. Now we both are lying naked and I asked are u satisfied, she said more that expectation and told me that I m not going to. After Laurie gave a demonstration of her deep throating skills Monica said, ‘OK honey, that’s good enough. You can stay. Let’s discuss what you two would like to do.’ Laurie and I looked at each other. We didn’t talk about it at all. The three of us sat down with Monica stroking her cock and we decided what we’d like to do and things we wouldn’t be doing. Monica seemed like she was getting excited the prospects we talked about. We each got ourselves undressed. I started of going down on Laurie. "Well he does miss you already." She smiled. "He's resorted to teasingJosh in your stead." She always looked so good when she smiled.I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy at the mention of Joshthough. I'd always considered him competition for Patricia's attention.The mention of him in the diary as my secret crush didn't help either."Well I definitely WANT to be there," I said as I gave her the eye. "Thedoctor / mother alliance hinders my return." My voice cracked as Ifinished the word. This chair had touched Her bottom. In so doing it had taken on a significance infinitely beyond its mundane functionality. It brought James, through the workings of his fevered imagination, closer to the idea of Her; of Mistress Dionne. He knew he was not worthy of touching his Mistress herself, but somehow the chair and James shared a bond. The chair had held the weight of his Mistress, asking no favour but to serve; seeking no acknowledgement, only use; craving no thanks beyond having.