I watched this strange man possessing my breasts and running his tongue along the side of my neck in front of the bedroom mirror. My face was flushed....The bikini panties were the only covering on me.He squeezed my tits and pulled and twisted my nipples again. His hands were amazing… what a turn-on! I had soaked through my panties and my thighs were getting wet and sticky. My body was tingling all over. Could it get any better than this?Well, yes, it got a lot better when he turned me around to. But then why do some and not all do it? As I said, I do not understand humans at all.I shall make a point of asking Zeus about it when next we interact, but I suspect that he will make some offhand reference to the Keystone Cops or Butterfly McQueen or some new thing and I shall track it down over several days, leading me to more questions. Humans have a way of making random connections between items. I repeat, I do not understand the human way of thinking. Perhaps they would not understand. For instance-the last quarter we split up into teams of one girl, a white guy and a black guy and our target was a married milf. So Heather, Jack and I took our cam corder and hit a local wine and art show. Heather and I acted married and were looking at art with our ‘friend’ Jack. Within an hour we had two older married milfs sitting with us drinking lots of wine and soon had them going back to our hotel suite, since we were rich and from out of town. With in minutes of arriving at our room. They have little interest in my naked body as they have a hand on each others cocks. Huge sexual tension without a word being spoken. I was in my early twenties when I first watched one man blow another man’s cock. It was an incredibly exciting event for me and a huge turn on. Since then I have watched numerous men blowing another man, including men I have been in a relationship with. Earlier today I asked my man, “Is the man you have organised today, for me? Or is it us?” I was very pleased.