Phillip kept telling himself that these two were almost strangers, but somehow, he just couldn’t convince himself.While they were standing by the ho... bar talking, Sophia brought in the last of the food. After putting it on the bar, she turned to Dessie. “My otherwise delightful sister forgot to have you two fill out a questionnaire concerning your food likes, dislikes and any allergies you might have. So, with no guidelines, I decided the hot bar would be best for now.”“Oh, it looks. She casually told me to take off all my clothes as she continued making adjustments. I did as I was told. My cock was still a little swollen, but it was not erect, which was a relief. Her plan was to photograph me in various statuesque-type poses. She was very adept at positioning me the way she wanted. On a number of occasions she guided me into position with gentle touches and nudges. Her touches were very soft and sensuous, and frequent for some poses. In fact, I wondered whether her. And I'll never be able to touch it, Laura thought, almost mournfully.She had poured herself a half cup too and sat down across from Dee Dee on the famous white sofa, while Dee Dee sat in the easy chair. Actually, Dee Dee looked fresher now, not as drunk as she had looked on the front steps. She had washed her face in the bathroom. Her eyes were clearer."So..." Laura said, not wanting the conversation to veer back to Dee Dee's reasons for 'dropping in'. "Tell me more about Theodoro... whatever. "He leant and tucked a hand under her chin, holding her eyes on his."You are going to be my personal slut Beth, depending on me for your gratification. Doubt showed in her eyes."You've tasted pleasure now Beth. You've started to enjoy sex with a man. It's addictive. You'll want more and more, but you can only have it if and when I say so. You'll love being my slut, my whore. I know you will."Mike held her gaze for a few seconds, and then stepped back, his hard cock bouncing against his stomach..