" How are you feeling this morning?" Well, I--" Roger began, and then said, "Just fine, Marc, just fine." Good, good." Cord's voice took on a conspira...orial quality. "Me, too, if you know what I mean. You remember Millie?" Millie?" The waitress at the Pig and Whistle," Cord said. "Man oh man, is she something else! She gave me a head job with a vibrator under her chin."Roger winced. He was unable to answer."Listen, the reason I called, why don't you and Diane come on over around noon instead of. Throwing caution and better judgment to the wind I agreed saying "come on over here and I'll show you how to do it"With that she bounds across the floor stripping her night shirt off, now totally naked except for her slippers, and climbed up on my lap facing me and almost crushing my big boner under her rear end. She had to notice it but said nothing grabbing my hands and putting them squarely on her developing ping-pong ball sized boobs. Now here I was with this fabulous looking sexy girl. ”“Silence.” Dûrthéod immediately obeyed, and a thrill ran through Éowyn at the thought that so dominant a man could be so easily controlled in turn. Utterly captivated by the size of the organ dangling before her, she reached out to delicately stroke his length with her fingertips. Even clothed he radiated heat, power, and masculinity ... but for her, all three qualities were represented by his cock. She was beyond turned on at the though of being possessed by such a weapon, and her finger. "And you're obviously not too afraid in showing it either," I further admitted, though I knew in doing so it was the wine that was doing all the talking at the moment, not to mention the all too familiar stirring in my pants as I recalled her exhibionistic little scene outside on the patio earlier in the day.She giggled, once again sounding more like herself. "I enjoy doing that," she told me glibly. "Even have a couple of 'guy-friends' who I enjoy doing that for, and enjoy them doing it for me.