..”“How much did you get?” Pam asked, getting a mild slap from Polly.“Enough!” was all our mother said.“Enough ... to do what?” I asked,...getting a love tap from Anne.“To buy a house anywhere I want, which he would purchase for me using his connections, if I asked him to.”“Wow, talk about a no-fault divorce,” Anne said.For that remarkable remark, I gave her a nice kiss.“Have you given any thought to where you want to move to?” Pam asked her mom, going over to hug her really tight.“Another reason. ...Then we laid still, I studied your face as my hand traced random patterns on the side of your face, touching your ear and twirling your hair. As the moon came from eclipse and the wind gently blows across your face, your looks fire, you know how much this excites me. We embrace, tightly and kiss like it is our first time. Gently exploring each other's lips, cheeks and neck; then it happens, that deep longing kiss. We teased each other to that point. I know how you feel, there is a rush over. Male Readers, either Sub or Dom depending on the story (or bit of the story!) are invited to take the part of the DM, imagining themselves enjoying the various pleasures of the Triple D, the Pleasure Dungeon, and/or the surrounding areas.In the narrative, DM specialises with his hands and tongue, and the Mithril cock ring of temperature control; he often wears a Tuxedo, or other full evening dress, sometimes adding a simple black eye mask, or even a Minotaur Gimp Mask for special occassions. He. I angled myself to squeeze my penis between her thighs, my fingertips guiding my glans to her moist lips and inside. I kept to short, gentle, shallow strokes, relaxing against her, one hand gently squishing her breasts while the other casually strummed her clit."Joseph," she muttered again. "Oh God," she added just as sleepily and then, "Fuck me."As commanded, I stroked deeper. I only knew she had awakened when her right leg lifted and bent, opening her pussy more to me and allowing me deeper..