“Oh shut up, we don’t have enough men to let you sit and watch,” Esther said as she jumped in to help force him to his feet. “I’ll teach you... just hold me tight and move your body with mine,” Donna said as she hugged him close and moved her body sexily. “Shit! We want to keep him up dancing, not up something else,” Betsy called. “We’d better forget the waltzing, just teach him slow smooching, if you’re going to dance like that. She laughed at the looks on their faces. “Bloody hell, haven’t you. ". And with those few words she was gone. James locked the door behind her, slid off his shoes and hung up his coat.I looked up at him, a little awkwardly as I always feel on edge when in someone's home for the first time."What do you wanna do?" James asked, with his usual chipper tone. I shrugged. "How about we hang out in my room?" Sure, lead the way."He grabbed my hand and lead me up the stairs and into his room. It was a pretty large and well decorated room, with cool gadgets, and posters. The image of her fantasy returned, her head bobbing up and down in wild abandonment on his naked cock, kneeling so submissively in front of him, his toes masturbating her. She let her tongue run over the tip, feeling the wetness, the salty taste permeating her mouth, mixing with her saliva. She lapped at the hard cock until his shorts were wet with her saliva. Dr. Michael almost regretted the next order, ‘Take out my cock and jerk it off on your face but don’t put it into your mouth.’ He wanted. We certainly have nothing to lose by indulging her instincts.’ ‘I want to meet her, Orcutt. Get a sense of her persona. What can you suggest?’ ‘There’s the ballet tonight, sir. Vyrobrovna is bringing her dancers from The Court. We could broaden the invitation list to include Sarah Murdock and others from The Court, and there could be a reception in the gallery afterwards where you might familiarize yourself with her.’ ‘And if I don’t want to be recognized?’ the Patron intoned. ‘Costumes, Sir..