I didn’t want to start the new year with that particular narrative of pain. “I’d rather not go into it all,” I said quietly. “There are some...truths that do no good.”“So you’ll bury them and wait for them to explode like you did with the guilt this summer?” Lana asked pointedly.I frowned again and put my head down. She had me there. “I just don’t want to spread upset,” I told her. “You and Beck already feel guilty enough about that and we’re all trying to put it in the past. I don’t want YOU to. I am getting closer to cumming with every stroke and every flick of your tongue. You look up at me as if to say are you ready? Yes baby, yes I’m ready. You pull your head back and slide up my body with your tongue to my nipples. I grab your ass cheeks with both hands guiding you into my hot sweet wet spot. You try to hold yourself just as your cock parts my lips. Then you slowly slide it in to me deeply. I couldn’t help myself, I wanted you inside me so bad. I shoved my hips upwards and. ..” Abby stammered, “how long will it ... will it take?”“As few sessions as your tolerance for pain allows,” Biming said. “I’d expect five, because of the detail.”Yan“Yan, all three are ... goddamn, they’re stunning. If they look half as good on us as the sketches, they’ll still be works of art,” Jason said.Most of their guests and subs had joined them in the lounge for what was turning into a second cocktail hour.“Husband ... wives...” Yan said, nodding to them, “there are a lot of things I. I.L.F. Hunter and others. Maybe see what the 8thstreet Latinas are doing for feliz navidad. Plenty of time to have another drink before I go check out the sexy mamas on my streetOk, three cups of coffee to counteract the two glasses of single malt Scotch. I opened the Glenfarclas, a twenty-one year old tonight.I think I'll take the gifts to each house separately. I don't want to leave the wrong gifts. Since Sharon's gifts are in their garage, I will do her last. Boy, would I like to do her. So,.