I made no effort to move away, or even stop him as his free hand caressed my buttock.He moved my long hair from the nape of my neck and run his mouth ...long its length, 'You smell so fuckable', he breathed against the taut skin as he said it, coming in behind my ear and he kissed my lobe, taking it between his teeth and grazed it.To my horror, the feelings in my body made my legs treble, but I was urinating in little spurts and it was running down my inner thighs and making a small puddle at my. "Huh?" Robert felt sluggish, not thinking too clearly."I mean, seeing those pretty, busty women using sex to control powerful men must make you really horny, no?"Yes, he supposed it was true. Robert was certainly feeing odd. His heart was pounding and he was breathing quickly, though shallowly. But could he come right out and admit it, admit that watching a soft-core porn film with a sexy woman pressed up against him had made him horny? He felt at a disadvantage."Sure you are, Bobby. I can. But, in all honesty, she did not have that sort of flair that made boys look at her in an unmistakable way that spelled physical attraction.Since Alice was only 16 years old, she was not yet to that age that she considered her lack of pizazz to be a problem. She was much too preoccupied with important things like her grades at school, her badges in the Scouting program, the prospect of an upcoming riding exhibition, her efforts to induce the neighbors to be more involved in the "recycling". When she lay back, her straightened legs formed a wide vee. This is childish, she thought to herself, but only briefly, for this was her way of turning on her favorite fantasies.She was a Christian slave in ancient Rome, and her master, who really loved her, had had the eunuchs bind her thus so he... well, the details were a little vague, but it gave her a thrill. She rubbed two fingers up and down her furry mount, and a delicious tingly feeling accompanied her fantasy. "This slave must be.