" Marion said in a low voice. "It's so strange... almost like a heartbeat..." Exactly... exactly," Raoul said.With a look of ecstasy clouding his face... Raoul closed his eyes and began to weave about the room in complete and sensuous abandon. Marion watched him intently. He was dressed in a tight pair of pants, made out of a material very much like satin; he was nude from the waist up and barefoot. The tight, shiny material of his exotic pants outlined every swelling and indentation of his loins. He quickly withdrew his fingers and she gasped, surprised at the sudden sensation of friction. He pressed his upper body against hers, forcing her chest flat against the wall with her hips slightly back, and Anna turned her head to the side to avoid getting her face crushed against the bricks. His hand moved between her legs, and the warm head of his cock traced up and down her labia. Again without warning, the man jerked his hips forward and she felt the large tip painfully force its way. I asked if she was still planning on get matching tattoos on each side of her cleavage? I reminded her that the placement of them would really be determined by the size of her tits.Over the next few days, we talked about her body modifications and how much our sex lives and her confidence had changed over the last several months. She said that she wants to keep me excited and surprised, through her tattoos, piercings, and her new breasts.She informed me that next week all the decisions will be. I said go for it! She had my blessings provided that I watch or be told every detail.We moved closer to the stranger and sat next to him. Lisa Anne sat on the stool closest to him. His eyes quickly focused on the hot babe next to him who was in his personal space. Lisa Anne reached over to his drink and downed it. His jaw dropped and he started to tell her how that was his drink but Lisa Anne beat him to it. She apologized for the mistake and offered to buy him a new one, saying she'll be glad.