Just a few hours later I was lying in Taylor's bed, reveling in her strong arms, which were holding me after the very thorough f*****g I'd just received. When I'd arrived she'd been wearing only a pair of panties and The Captain, and she'd immediately ordered me strip and get on all fours on the bed. I was a little disappointed, because the panties meant she was on her monthly, and how she let me service her was going to be significantly curtailed today.
But lying here as she stroked my hair and held me close, it was nice. I did need to tell my family, though, and I would, right after the art fair. I'd schedule something, a dinner maybe, to introduce everyone. I had a vision of Taylor at Thanksgiving, our feet gently touching under the table as she talked with Kelsey or my dad, or me cudd
