I took three Advils to ward off a near certain hangover and got into my nightgown. I sat on the sofa with a glass of tomato juice feeling lonely. I mu...t have drifted off to sleep right there, because I was jarred awake by the doorbell. What the heck? What time is it? 12:30! Thank goodness I put the juice glass on the table before I fell asleep. I almost took out the gun, but decided to check the peephole first. Holy whatever, it was Connor!I opened to door far enough for the chain to be taught.. Lust uncoiled within me. A hunger to possess her enveloped me, as it had in Cape Town.She still spoke with the same accent, and phrasing, of her sister Annette -- damn it!Eloise looked at me with a mocking smile on her face.“I knew you would come looking for me, Elijah. You cannot resist me. The reason your hands are tied are to keep them from roaming over my body. and under my skirts.”I struggled against my bonds. “Where is my sister?”She raised the back of her hand to her forehead, as if. “Anything I can do to help?” “I’m sure you have something in mind,” you respond. I take some more pictures and then turn to you. “Front door, fifteen minutes.” The smile you have on your face is a devilish one. You love the way my dirty mind works. As the opening words are done and the artist gets his turn at the microphone, I make another round taking some more pictures. After the speeches, the guests are file back inside to take a close look at the beautiful artwork on display. The interested. It was much bigger, plenty of room for the three of us, maybe another guy too. I made my way to the bench, crawling up on it on all fours. The middle-aged guy had his pants around his ankles, his dick looked small, just a mushroom head sticking out from his balls, his belly dangerously close to covering it entirely. The thin guy pulled his sweats down, his long thin cock dangled between his legs. Neither cock was particularly inviting, but cock was cock tonight, and I was going to suck everyone.