”He chuckled a deep, rumbling chuckle. “How do I do that looking like this?” you ask. “I know that I am big and ugly and not as smart as someo...e like Merlin, but I have my own magic.”He exhaled a deep breath that seemed to hang in a violet-tinged cloud before his face. “Once I breathe my spell on them,” he said firmly, “no woman can resist me. And once I have pounded my massive member into them, no woman regrets having been seduced by me. Some even beg me to return... and that is not a result. The arm of the couch was the perfect height and width to straddle and rub against. Remote controls became excruciatingly phallic and had me wondering what all those little plastic knobs would feel like, bumping in and out of my hole. I’d pressed my arse against the washing machine during the spin cycle until the vibration nearly made me scream and had experienced a fervent desire to be reincarnated as a stamp when I happened to see Cybele licking one. It was when I’d almost caved and done the. As she did this I unconsciously put my hand on my penis and stroked it. Erika froze with her bra over her head. "That's what made it spurt last night," She said, "Does watching me undress get you excited?" "Yes," I answered resuming my stroking, "very excited." "We need a shower," she said sliding her panties down to the floor, "stop that and come with me." I followed her to the bathroom and she leaned into the shower to start the water. She faced away from me as she adjusted the temperature of. So I'm standing in the lobby of the Chastain Hotel, which looks like every one of the five diamonds it gets, scanning the lunch crowd nervously. I see berry-red pantsuits, blood-red jackets, brick-red blouses, and even a crimson sun hat. And all of them with dark hair.But like they say in the old war movies, you never see the one with your name on it.I had just about convinced myself that one of the pantsuits was my date when a hand flew out from behind and spun me around. I barely had a second.