Chapter Eighteen
For the next six days our cohabitation vacation proceeded like a wonderful dream.
We were each the other’s entire world, to steal a phrase from Cormac McCarthy’s The Road. I continued to spend every second I wasn’t elaborately tied up pampering, flattering, serving and slavishly doting upon my glorious mistress. As for Dani, when not completely naked she defied my expectations by dressing exclusively in the lingerie I’d given her, driving me to worshipful extremes of unrelieved desire around the clock. With her new c**k constantly curving up from her crotch or her old one strapped on over whatever skimpy panties she’d chosen to wear she blessed me with thrillingly violent s*x over half a dozen times a day without fail. She also took to roughly riding my face to multiple
