DORIS I didn’t know whether or not to be embarrassed that I just came all over Arthur’s fingers. I decided not to be. He was a master. I leaned against his chest. Boneless. “So, you like that,” Arthur asked, smug pride in his voice. “Meh,” I joked. “Not sure. Maybe we need to try again so I can really be sure.” "Oh, we're going to try again, alright," he said, his voice dark with commanding promise. I shivered. He gripped my ass firmly. Then everything was a blur when he pulled his pants down, and carefully lowered me onto his hardness. I was so full with pleasure. He waited, teeth grinding together firmly with his barely held back patience as I took a moment to adjust. Arthur moved, just the tiniest bit. It was like slipping into an alternate reality of stars and rain and magic.