*****Each step down the long cement hallway lessened the tape's tugs. The massmoved around inside, damp and lose, reminding him of his missing dildoc...mputer. He yearned to feel it fill him again. The plastic phallicshifted so nicely when he walked. The present flaccid limp tape magicallypulled inside just didn't do it the same way.Another turn in the maze of servant corridors led to one more mile longhallway, lit like a Seven-Eleven at night and feeling just as cold andlonely. Click clacks. After groping her for an extended period of time, he directed her to the living room where half a dozen guys were standing around, in bath robes, talking with each other and enjoying drinks. There was soft music playing in the background, nothing distinct, just "elevator music". Another woman in a sexy French maid's uniform appeared suddenly and offered her a drink. It was Champaign that tasted very sweet. One of the guys walked up to her and introduced himself as Jack, and asked her to dance.. The bed should give a clear mention…It was so soft that I thought I drowned in it…(gonna buy some day).He was asking different questions about the work I do and the climate …Etc and he placed is hand on my inner thigh.I was getting aroused …Slowly he was going inner and inner which made my cock to harden.I never knew that my cock gets tempted even when man touches me…. By now my words changed to whisper and I was muttering and he came over me and gave me a kiss on my lips…I was totally out of. Amazing."You form those clothes from your skin?" she asked. He shouldn't be able to do that. Add it to the list of things he shouldn't be able to do and does anyway."Yes, and it took a lot of practice to be able to pull off," Gruthsorik responded. "That and altering my racial appearance for when I first ventured to a different continent." Been around the world, have you?" Claire said."Over the centuries, yes, I've seen quite a bit. Many countries, many cultures, and their women," Gruthsorik.