I could feel that deep dark side of me being drawn to him, to that all-knowing, all-consuming stare. I licked my dry lips with my equally dry tongue. ...tammering a few small sounds, was all I managed. Another lick of my lips and I could finally form intelligible words.Except I had nothing to say.I was so weak, of mind and body with him finally here. How could one man do this to a woman? To anyone? What a magnificent power to hold over those around you. And it was that power that drew me closer. .. Yes sir." I licked my lips, feeling them swollen and my tongue was strangely weary, overworked and thick. Conversation went on around us, but I paid it no mind and neither did my Master."Drink more champagne," Mr. Reiser said, smiling and stroking my face with his fingertips.I nodded, reaching for my glass and finding it didn't taste as good now that it had grown warm. I was thirsty, however, and I drank it anyway so that a waiter could refill my glass with cold champagne, and that was much. Before I could utter another sound, he flattened his wet tongue against me and licked me slowly but firmly.“Ohhh, Tiiiiger,” I moaned loudly, grinding my pussy against his mouth.He flicked his tongue quickly over my aching clitoris, as I writhed naked on the couch, powerless to my son’s skilled mouth.Pulling away from my wet, throbbing vagina, he gently kissed my inner thigh and lightly traced his finger over my leg in circles. I closed my eyes and felt his lips slowly crawl their way back. 'You're so pretty wearing that,' he said, staring shamelessly at her light blue robes, which accentuated Deiranira's feminine curves, and left decidedly little to even Heracles' limited imagination.'Yeah? Wait till I'm not wearing it.'Deianira quickly crossed the room and jumped into Heracles' arms. His body was like a statue, did not budge in the slightest. She placed her small hand on his chest, even without exerting any effort it was hard and unyielding as a castle. Deianira felt a stir.