After what Tristan reckoned was three months, on a day not unlike anyother, he felt the magical bindings clamp onto his wrists and ankles.He did not e...en struggle, for Tristan knew it was pointless. He merelysat leaning against the wall of his cell as the door swung open onprotesting hinges.And then she stepped inside. Beautiful was an understatement, Tristanthought. Yes, she was past that, but there was something else. It wasa power in her eyes, something calculatingly superior in the way. " True," I said, "and who knows what we'll do this time. But right now, I want to hold you, not stand here barely touching you, sexy as that might be."I sat beside Janice, then, realizing the couch was not very wide, changed my mind and slipped to my knees on the floor. I urged her to lay back, slid a cushion under her head and shoulders, then bent forward to kiss her.Janice welcomed the kiss eagerly, and soon we were probing each other's mouth passionately. After a while, I moved my mouth to. Well, I'd had a couple of drinks by then and was at least getting happy. I walked back to the bathroom and enjoyed a couple of the comments on the way my butt moved as I walked and a couple of requests to sit on guys' laps as I passed. Then I saw the bathroom. The one I was heading toward, just by habit I guess, was the men's room. At the last second, I veered off to the women's and then stood in front of the door wondering if I could go through with it or if I was going to have to go home. I don't know if I kin get him in all the way, but I shore as hell am gonna try!" Andy hoped that she would be successful as she drew him back into her mouth and throat. The woman stood up and bent over because there was no way she could reach all of him from her kneeling position. This put her neck in a position so that her throat was in better alignment with her mouth. This time, when she pushed down, Andy's rigid pecker slid down her throat and her lips banged against his pubic hair.This was.