In fact she'd met him four times in the last five days. She'd not told Barry because she didn't think she could explain to him why she was willing to ...uck her blackmailer in exchange for nothing except the enjoyment of the act itself. The truth of the matter was she liked fucking Harry because he was a domineering asshole and she felt a need to be forced to do some things and Harry certainly took care of that need. But she sorely missed the comfort, snuggling, cuddling, and tenderness she used. "I can look through the light blob back at us. Wave to me." I waved to the blob, giving Julia the idea.After a brief pause, she waved, while asking me, "You can see us from all the way over there? Like it's a video camera?" That's a good way of putting it, yes. I have to close my eyes to make it practical, otherwise I see two superimposed images. Superimposition is a pain with two images, and impossible with three or more. Which is a pity because it'd be a very nice safety measure if I could. Nor do I want to.“So anyway,” I continue, breaking eye contact. “I figure some Dryth are just different from others. Some have ears and whatever that stuff is that grows on Rune’s head, and some don’t. Now I didn’t get a good look at the other guys on that table but I don’t think any of them had ears…? I mean, there’s so many of you across the universe, there must be several different… like, races? For example, even on Earth we have black people and white people and all shades of brown and red. I pulled down one of the straps off my shoulder and pulled my arm through, when I returned my hand to the handle above me the front of my dress fell down on the right side, exposing my bare breast. I cupped it with my other hand, squeezed and massaged it, and tipped my head back.When I looked back at them their eyes were so wide, I was getting close to another intense orgasm, being so exposed for these strangers while my beautiful girlfriend fucked me was… too much.I made a muffled noise behind.