Nicole bent at the knees to retrieve the fork with her free hand, her arm d****d on the table, still keeping her other hand on Jean-Luc's plate. While...Nicole was reaching the fork, Genevieve purposely spilt the remaining wine in her glass so it ran down the front of Nicole's blouse. Nicole felt the warm liquid spread down the front of her blouse and almost orgasmed as it touched her nipple."I'm so very sorry!" feigned Genevieve. "I'll have it cleaned! I'll pay for a new one..." Please don't. How could this be? How could I be so strongly connected to the hot tub and its water, for that matter?Angela seemed to be thinking along similar lines, because she asked, “How are you still here? I mean, I am so very happy you are, but ... how?”I felt the parts of me, and took a bit of a qualitative inventory. I felt like my “body” such as it was, was strongest and most stable on the floors and seats, and in the tubing and filters of the tub, as I said before, but those didn’t do much in the. .. I... I can't... I can't... Anymore... Ohh.. Uhh..." I pushed my buttocks forward and held her head pressed against my cock. I couldn't see anything, couldn't hear anything. I could just feel her. I could feel my body suddenly heating up.And then I started melting. Slowly.. slowly.. very slowly. Every part of my body was melting like a burning candle. I was melting inside her mouth. I was pouring myself directly into her throat. I don't know how she handled the flood. Did she swallow it all?. I’ve seen that first hand and it’s not pretty. And even if you decide it is something you really want to do, you probably want a different guy.”“Steve Adams, why are you trying so hard NOT to have sex with me?”“Because I think it would be a sin,” I said, sighing.“What? You have sex with more than thirty girls, and that’s all fine and dandy. But having sex with me is a sin? That makes no sense!”“Yes, it does. You think it’s a sin, and that makes it one.”She just stared at me. I felt I had.