He did not expect Mae to like it, but he certainly would. Takingoff Zemia's head, WaShasal strode over to the sleeping Zemia and dressedher in her ow... skin. Puppeting the skin alone awake, Warren maneuveredher over to her desk to pen a certain summons. This would be very funindeed, WaShasal grinned as she watched. It was nice being in controlagain.-----"I come bearing a summons for Lady Valena. I am to escort her to theGreen Lotus reception room." Still unconscious Shasal returned to. For a start we couldn't get the whole corps de ballet on the stage at the same time, and second in one passage I have to do a series of pirouettes across the stage from back right to front left. I do fifteen pirouettes in time with the music. On that stage I would have managed ten and then on eleven fall off into the orchestra pit. We could have re-arranged the choreography but we can't edit Tchaikovsky's score." Whatever problems the theatre posed it was not as much a problem as the company's. He wants this slit, this hole, his cock is aching for it. He slides a finger deftly along the center of my now wet panties and they cling to my pussy. He smiles down at me as I moan into his touch, burying my face in his shoulder. I want his cock so bad. I buck against it- slowly at first, and then so fast I can barely control myself.We meld into a sticky, moaning mess. One on top of the other we grind and buck and kiss so deep I swear I can feel his pulse. He doesn't bother asking when he. Itwas a slightly sweet, slightly sour taste with a pleasant smell. Atleast to Mark. It had nowhere near the effect on him like the sweatyunwashed cock smell he had been sniffing from John's boxers for so longalready.If this had been a mutual thing and just foreplay Mark would haveprobably even enjoyed licking Lisa's pussy. With how forced this hadbeen and after all the humiliation he had endured without even apossibility that he would get off himself, this just sucked. It was justa chore now..