She reached over and tapped Nuala on her arm. The latter fluttered her eyes open, blinked inanely, and then looked at her rouser. She smiled, reminisc...ng of the previous night's amorous dalliance and said pleasantly, "Guddawn love! I hope you feel better now." Erm ... Can you bring me some water? I am thirsty." Sure," Nuala said. She sat up, got on her feet, and approached the wall shelf. Taking a clay bowl, she turned and walked back to Selena. "Here, drink it! You'll feel better," she told. "Not when you do it." The bastard," said George again, remembering. "I'd like to castrate the son-of-a-bitch."She reached down to George's crotch, squeezed at the fleshy mass there. "I'm glad you're not castrated," she said with a half-giggle.He managed a grin. "You'll be gladder still tonight." Don't brag," she murmured, then she asked: "I wonder if this girl'll be willing to do what they want." Whether she's willing or not, she'll do it." George looked at Mabel. "They have ways you know that. As we broke, “Wow” was all I could say. Brent was 6 foot three to my 5 foot eight. I looked him over real good. The best I could come up with was that he was just tall, dark and handsome. About 5 years my junior, our night had just begun. Man, was he hot!Brent came close to me. I slid my hand past his waist and cupped his hardening basket. He returned the favor and rubbed my cock and balls through my pants. I dropped to my knees, unzipped his pants, reached in and freed his throbbing cock and. I could be a hit man. I reconsidered, wiping a bead of sweat from my brow.“Now that I have your attention…” she snickered and then rose from her chair.The captivating woman slithered to my side of the table. She stepped sideways between my legs and seated herself upon my knee. Her skimpy red and black plaid skirt ended abruptly at mid thigh, granting me an enticing view of her smooth sculptured legs. O yes, she most definitely had my attention.Kelly teasingly opened and closed her legs, her.