“OH GAWD!” I moaned.“Oh god, I could learn to love this,” I said, deliriously“Really?” He said, without missing a beat.“Oh god, at least...once a month with someone who can keep a secret,” I said, mumbling.He kept pounding me.“Oh god, at least once a week,” I said, mumbling.He kept pounding me“OH GOD, at least daily,” I said, mumbling.Again I started thinking I how I loved getting my ass fucked.I closed my eyes as I felt an awesome sensation tingle over me.The last time I felt this I thing I cum. It was, though. I recognized it. And the tattoo, too, of the pink “=” sign he had just above his pubes. I remembered that, too. ‘Dylan 2,’ I texted, but the response came back immediately. ‘Just u.’ “Guess we’re out, then,” Dylan smiled. “I like it best when it’s just us, anyway.” I knew that was true. “Me, too,” I said, but I only pretended to delete the images. +++ The next morning, I felt sweaty. Nervous. My finger poised over the 'send' button. Just go for it. ‘U & me,’ I texted. ‘ . "Oh, okay, I guess," stuttered Terry as she nervously eyed the lipstick."Alright then, now open your mouth and purse your lips," instructed Rosa asshe prepared to apply the lipstick to Terry's mouth.Terry did as she was asked and formed her lips into a small oval and waitedfor Rosa to apply the lipstick. She looked at Rosa's bright eyes and thenback to the red stick as it closed on her mouth. Gently it pressed againsther upper lip and then spread across to one corner before returning tospread. Auch ein Eselskopf h?ngt dort aufeinem Gestell, ?hnlich, wie die im Schankraum, daneben ein Kopfgeschirrf?r Esel. Etwas seltsam.Dann steht jemand hinter mir und h?lt mir scherzhaft die Augen zu.Ich hab sie gar nicht kommen geh?rt.Sie mu? geschlichen sein, wie eine Raubkatze.Ich rieche einen berauschenden Duft und rufe ihren Namen:"Epona."Sie gibt meine Augen frei, l??t ihre Arme um mich herum sinken, lehntsich deutlich an mich.Vor diesen lieblichen, leiblichen Ber?hrungen mir wird hei?,.