Those I bungeed to the top of the battery box.With Sam gone I began to mentally set things up. I made a list of things I still needed to buy. I needed...a hot plate, with continuous temperature control. Not some push button thing, but one with an oven type controller. When I opened the bag of grain, I found that it was whole kernels. I checked my recipe again, and it called for ground corn or corn meal. Some quick research and I found for my tests purposes I could grind enough in a coffee bean. He says no, and I keepdrilling him, harder now. "You want me to stop fucking you then?" herepeats no, this time more breathy, more distant. I make him beg for me to keep fucking him. And I fuck him harderstill. I shift my hips so I am hitting him higher in his colon, rubbing itaround on all the spot I know he wants to be hit... the stimulating placesup in a man that a good fucker knows... and I am using ALL my tools andwiles to get what I want. We have been fucking now for ten minutes, in. I am worried you will say I am crazy.”“You are crazy in just the right way. Speak your mind. I won’t judge.”“Well, I have to tell you I will not do the same for you…”“That is ok. I don’t promise I will do what you have in mind, but let me hear your dirtiest secret.”Vera took a swig of her beer.“Well, I want you to let me pee in your mouth.”She looked shocked by her own admission. I did not know what to say for a few seconds. Vera blushed in silence. It was very cute in a way.I kissed her soft. You break the silence with a line that shows how well you already know me.“I think you need a proper drink.”I’m grateful for the momentary distraction as you call a waitress over and order some beers, a type that I have never tried before but that I recall you telling me about once before. This gives me a few vital moments to compose myself, to find my voice again.You start the conversation by explaining, without apology, that you would not pass up the opportunity to visit me whilst I am in.
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