......she just sat at the edge of the bed close to me. I started telling funny stories and we laughed and while this was going on, I somehow found my ...ead between Lina's thighs while she caressed my face. I decided not to read any meaning into it and pretend it's a friendly gesture. Her hand soon researched it's way to my chest and after a while of stroking my nipples, she stretched fully down towards my waist then back up. It was later that I realised she went for my dick but couldn't reach it. Scrambling back to her feet, Cynthia spat out, "What's your problem, bitch?"Fighting to maintain her balance, Jackie slurred, "What, my husband's dick not enough for you? I guess it serves the bastard right. I hope you give him herpes or something."Cynthia stared with angry confusion for a moment, but then her eyes lit up and she laughed. "Oh, I know who you are. You think I'm fucking your husband? Well, I'm not. I tried, but he wouldn't have anything to do with it. You obviously don't have any. A parasite that drains its victims of its blood. Once it latches on they’re almost impossible to get off.”“Right, your parents never gave you …… the Talk before have they?”“The talk? Talk about what?” Kara asked innocently, her face showing confusion.“You know…. The birds and the bees…?”“Oh that….no… my friends told me of ‘the talk’ but laughed at me every time I asked them about it. What does that have to do with the parasite?”“This would be easier to tell if we went somewhere else” Clark. The chanting rose in pitch, volume and in speed, matched by the frantic motions of her glistening hands. Her voice continued to rise in those three aspects until she was simply screaming, hitting a note so high that blood began running from her gentleman caller’s ears—not that he noticed the pain in his ears over the constantly strengthening smell of Lameya’s loins on the air.The gentleman’s eyes were made to look upon the sexual beacon that was Lameya: her wildly blowing hair, her screaming.