She looked at me with the most beautiful smile and said I could get used to this. We both laughed, got up, got dressed and hit the road again. We rode...for a while and finally found a motel with a restaurant close. We showered, got dressed, and walked to the restaurant to eat. After a great meal, a couple mixed drinks and both learning more about each other every minute, we started back to the motel. Just as we passed a building with blacked out windows and a small door a neon light flashed on. Go read some Jung if you’re curious about the psych behind it or you you just take your paganism without the sugar coating on it if it suits you.My people have always allowed for things such as dreams while realizing that most dreams don’t mean much of anything. It’s just the mind cleaning house so to speak. Other dreams are your mind speaking to you about issues in your life with information you either hadn’t noticed or don’t want to hear. Then there’s spiritual dreams where the dead or other. He only hoped she’d be able to understand that he really would like her to get out of the house for a little while. She’d been reading and tending to the few animals they had obtained for over a week now without even the slightest inclination about going into the village. He glanced around the little kitchen trying to be inconspicuous. Noting the items they were becoming low on, he decided that if she tried to resist he’d ask for the supplies as a back up reason. If she agreed without. "Suck my cunt, slaveboy, and don't forget my clit." She grabbed my hair and forced my face to her cunt, which was accessible now that she had spread her legs apart. I had the feeling I wouldn't be thinking of her as Mary much longer.I lapped and sucked and tongued her clit. She ground my face against her cunt. She writhed under my attentions and would have had a wild orgasm if she hadn't been fighting to maintain her balance. Finally she could wait no more."All right, slaveboy. On the bed on.