Magic Ink III the Other RealityChapter 7
I was awakened the next morning by Clare gently stroking my cock. There were tears running down her cheeks, and her breathing was already labored. "Please, Master Michael," she pleaded in a whisper when she sensed that I was awake. "Please love me. Let me feel as good as Shannon did last night. Please, Master!" By now I was fully awake, and also fully erect, and as hard as stone. "Sweet Clare, what is wrong?" I asked, as she increased her rate of stroking. "I need to feel the same...