Even more with Henri, the contemplation of his genital aesthetics comes with the enjoyment of my ability to apply my skills to him in ways no one else...can. I can take him all the way down my throat. I can flick my tongue against the base of his scrotum while my upper lip is pressed into his smooth shaved pubis, his cock inserted to its full length down my esophagus. It drives him wild. It’s taken me a lot of practice to gain this talent, but there must be an underlying genetic capacity. ”Diane thought, They seriously expect me to believe that?It probably shouldn’t have, but she was surprised when the gremlin answered, “Is true! Is true! We’re sorry, but we missed this.”That is so creepy, she thought, brought on in equal parts by them answering her thoughts and feeding off her pleasure.“No! Not feed – share. We give back to you,” the creature argued, and then demonstrated.Diane stiffened and gasped when the undercurrent of desire rose to the surface, overwhelming all of the. There it was, my first pussy. A real pussy. Clean shaven like in Playboy, two perfect halves intersecting in the most exciting junction I'd ever witnessed. I could only imagine what wonders lay inside.She slightly shifted her feet, opening just a little as my finger slid across the groove underneath her."That feels nice, Mark. See how wet I am. That's how women and girls get when they get sexually excited. And, I'm sexually excited. I can see you are, too."She sure could, I was hard as rock.She. “I guess...” I shrugged.“You were in your own little world.” Her eyes twinkled with a grin. “You get that way sometimes.”I recovered my manners and picked up her bags. “How are you getting to campus? Can I give you a ride?”“I was going to take a taxi,” she said, “but ... You don’t mind?”“Of course not. Are you ready?”“I need to get my other suitcases,” she said.Her carry-on luggage weighed at least forty pounds, so I couldn’t imagine what else she’d packed. Then again, I’d brought an entire.