The effect was hypnotizing. Now her world existed in the tumbling patterns that held her motionless, fixed in his gaze. The sensation was subtle, but ...nmistakable in its intent. The imagined smooth stroke caressed her thigh, finally nesting in the moist folds between her legs. She allowed the sudden warmth to wash over her. It surrounded her, dark, calm and soothing, as she surrendered everything that she was, allowing him to know her completely. "Do you like this?" "Yes," she breathed. "So,. " Just tell her to, man."The guys pushed Nate toward the kitchen. His mind raced to come up with a plan that get his buddies what they wanted without creating a situation where he -- and Annette -- would get in trouble. His brain spun with not a thought to be had. Maybe this party was a mistake after all."I better have one of those, too," he said to his sister when he came up to her at the table."Why? Those guys giving you a hard time?" You heard them, didn't you? How can I even ask you?" Ask. I love this dress on you."She stood up and took it from me then rose up on her toes and kissed my forehead. "Thanks Sweetheart. You're making me feel very special tonight. Now, off you go and get yourself ready. I won't be too long. Can you call Joe and have him send a cab around for us by seven?" I nodded. "Thanks Sweetheart. Off you go now, and no peeking!" She looked down at the tent in my towel again. "If we're not careful, we'll never make our reservation." She winked, then closed her. She'd claimed she hadn't had a cock in fifteen years and was out of control with lust for me. Her fiery passion as she rode me in her office made me think she was the Ifrit.Then there was Havva. The virginal, Arabic girl had just transferred in. She was submissive. In need of a strong man to claim her. I had dominated her in the school office and ate out her cherry twat until she came.There was a third girl I'd seen. Also Arabic, but I hadn't had any contact with her.“Let me help you,” I said,.