. I'm not really sure how to react. She's certainly memorable," Vivian commented.Betsy, who you could normally not silence without a gag, watched in s...unned silence."That she is," I agreed. "Viv, we need to build her a carrying cart of some sort." Oh, yes ... I suppose so, but I've never really..." She gave herself a mental shake. "Yes, it shouldn't be a problem. I'll need measurements and design specs." Such as?" Well ... does it need to be motorized? Chair-based or walking support? Should it. When her friends were all off on the dance floor I moved in. I introduced myself and started working my charm. I am 21 yrs old, physically attractive, and in great shape. I also have a good sense of humor. Most women feel relaxed talking to me and wouldn’t suspect that I am the sexual predator that I actually am. I had the cocktail waitress bring her a fresh martini. Knowing that she was being ignored by her husband at home worked as an advantage to me. I gave her subtle compliments to loosen. He moaned. My lips were sliding from the tip to almost the base of his cock while I sucked it like an all-day sucker. Saliva was making him wet and keeping me swallowing almost continually. His hips started to rock back and forth and I could feel the tension in him building. My left hand was holding his dick with two fingers, keeping it in line with my mouth, the other was squeezing his left ass cheek, pulling him into me."Yeessss!", His hands grabbed the top of my head and held me down on. "Monsieur, if you do not release me, I shall be forced to scream..." No! No! No! It is not supposed to be this way! Oh, Erik! Why do you torture me so? Why can you not remember me?"And, then just as the cold began seeping into the last bit of Christine's mind, Erik's mouth crashed down upon hers sending a firestorm of desire throughout her body. As the heat spread, it burned away the heaviness from her heart and she unknowingly lifted her hand to cup his unmasked cheek. As his searing kisses.