Thinking of the man she awaited, often in the nights, her fingers would wind their way along her skin, over the slopes of her hips, to the center of h...r thighs; wet lips there that clasped at her hands, sucking them in slowly, a sharp twisting grind of her clitoris against the back of her palm. Thinking of the man she awaited, her mind went all Art Deco; herself a goddess draped in velvet and ermine, gigantic embracing hat akimbo, a svelte hound beside her on its studded leash. Thinking of the. Allowing no time for anything, I leaned forward and planted a soul kiss on HIS mouth. He became rigid, but only for a moment. (as it turns out, he'd never done anything with a guy before). I captured his tongue in my mouth, and sucked on it like it was a flaccid cock. As I sucked his tongue, I reached between his legs and felt his young cock already stiffening. With one hand, I reached out for her, and guided her hand to his bulge. I kept sucking his tongue, while I slid one of my hands down. Were you gonna wear it soon?”“Never mind. My, ah,” she pointed, “is crunchy. I need a shower. You should come, too.”“That wouldn't be smart,” he said. “Everybody is home.”Gloria flipped her hair and marched to the door. He marveled at the subtle bounce of her tits. She stopped with her hand on the doorknob. He said, “Clothes, you're not, you can't just—Put something on, first.”She pulled the door open. “Nah.”The girl's smirk would have been right at home on the tumbler's face. “Gloria, be. "What is this?" Kim was startled."You have freed me." The voice of the shadow was faint and weak. "So long have I been imprisoned." What is this? Who are you? What kind of joke is this?" Kim was puzzled and a little frightened, but her scientific curiosity took over and so she watched, observed, and listened."I am Sulan. Long ago my brother, a great magician, imprisoned me in that jar. My brother was the ruler of our clan and he possessed more than a hundred wives and concubines. I enjoyed the.