Based on "A Dialogue between the Soul and Body" by Andrew MarvellSOUL: Oh, who can from this bear releaseA flowered soul who knows no peace?This meaty hand, this bulging arm,This weedy face which knows no charm,This hairy foot, this eye that leers,This mottled nose, protruding ears:A prison grown large to restrainThis sweet and simple, gentle brainWhich longs with every coarse. I’d set it all up. I’d said that I wanted both my girls to take the biggest dildo they had ever had. I said that I’d bought a 12 inch giant for Ruth, and that she was to use the bedstead.Ruth was so excited, she was dripping. Ruth typed as I fingered her. Then the time came for Ruth to slip away and I was to carry on as if I were pushing the giant into her.I asked if Sara has positioned herself on the bed. She told me that she’d placed a chair by the bottom of the bed so she could slide.Read More