"My eyes close but I still hear the waves and the piano. "Good. Now visualise a cigarette. Take it out of the pack. Put it to your lips and anticipate...the pleasure of that first puff. Light it, and breathe in deep." The taste is repulsive. You choke and blow the smoke out of your lungs. Look at the cigarette. It looks no different, but it's not the same. The smoke from the end wafts into your nostrils and burns them with an intense heat."I cough uncontrollably for a minute, then finally control. Then there is the taste of something slightly salty, but undeniably sweet. He's going to cum! He picks up the pace. My own hands are all over his body, exploring his perineum, stroking his buttocks. Then I decide to stick an inquisitive finger into his backside. His anus clinches onto me! I roll my finger around up there, and I feel him relax. I stick another up there, and I feel my lover jerk forward, presenting even more of his swollen member to my loving lips!One more finger, curled up, and. She felt it. A strong pull.Anger radiated off her Master. He stood at the doorway, glaring out at it. Abigail was at his side, her red hair falling down her naked back. Master snarled, his body tensed. He wanted to chase after the escaping priest who somehow had stolen Aurora.But he couldn't. Sunlight spilled through the doorway. For Britney, the light proved no problem. She stepped into it as she rounded on her master, the sun warm on her naked skin. The busty blonde thrall fell to her. I loved the way her hair engulfed my whole head and teased my face when she bent over to kiss me while I lie on the bed. Most of all I loved the way her golden locks caressed my inner thighs and balls as her beautiful head bobbed up and down between my legs. Yes, Joyce was a find, and I was enjoying every single minute. As much as this could be viewed as a relationship from paradise and a well deserved reward for putting up with Mrs. Boredom for nearly 20 years, there were a couple of areas of.