The Kahlua spilling over the top of his highball glass brought his mind back to reality.He pushed his horn-rimmed glasses back on his nose as he went ...o the fridge to get her a beer."So, what brings you here for this lovely surprise?" James asked as he crossed from the tile onto the dark stained walnut hardwood floors of the living room.Melody moved the remotes from the sofa to the coffee table before taking a seat on the cool dark brown leather. Her skirt was so short, her bare ass sat. Goods, so to speak. And they are well worth viewing. I didn't pay that much attention yesterday, because I was, um, otherwise occupied. And besides, it's not like I haven't seen her before, you know? But it's a difference if you are seeing your little sister in her bikini playing in a pool with her friends, or if you are seeing her in a similar state of undress when your cock is throbbing and you know that she is about to do something wild and kinky. It's one hell of a difference! Oh, oh, and. There's a small table and four chairs, a couple of freestanding cabinets, shelves on the walls holding pots and pans and notmuch else. It is warm though, blissfully warm. I continue to trembledespite the heat. The big guy shakes his head."You wear a great cloak about you and leave this girl in soaked rags.Gentleman you are not, Pegues."Mirantha sits down in one of the chairs. "I offered my hospitality butshe refused it. You know how pig headed women can be."The big guy scowls at Mirantha then. Blushing I didn't know what to do. Mr king pushed my legs apart and poured some oil on my them. As he massaged my thighs his fingers or thumb rubbed against my balls. Finishing up my legs he said, I think it's time to work on your stiffest muscle. Opening my eyes I watched him coat his hands with massage oil. My heart nearly stopped when he wrapped his fingers around my dick. I reached up to cover myself, but he pushed my hands away. Relax, he said. You're going to like this. I was shaking, I.