And as time went on, and he fell deeper and deeper in love with her, there were times also when he could see his thread running through her narrative,...sometimes broader, some times slimmer, sometimes invisible to his eye, but he trusted that he was always there, somewhere. And there were times when whole pages that begged to be read aloud passed across his lips, the sheer beauty of their words singing through him until tears ran down his face. Of course, there were times too, when he would. He did the same with his pants. His cock was long and thick. I told him to come to me and let me suck on him. Before he got to me, he helped Steve remove his pants.Steve continued licking and fingering my pussy, Stu let me give him a blow job. I was thinking I was going to suck on him for a bit, then let him fuck Jill. No, he got off in my mouth and my cheek. I was surprised, but I know that he will last longer for Jill. Steve heard Stu get off, then came up to my face and licked his. I quickly dip my tongue into her pussy. I feel her clench around my tongue. I lick vigorously, drinking her sweet juices. "Damien." I hear her moan. I lift my head from her quivering cunt. She's lying back on the bed and gripping the sheets and gasping. She looks at me with those violet eyes. My erection is pushing painfully against my jeans. She sits up and pulls me towards her. She notices my bulge and smiles. "I think it's my turn, don't you Damien." I smile wickedly at her. She undoes my. Things were going well for me. I had a regular job with accommodation and food, and I was being paid to 'dress' - or more often undress - for an old man who certainly seemed to have found a new lease of life.In order to give him even more pleasure and sexual arousal, I visited a slinky sex shop in an out-of-town shopping mall one weekend. I bought myself a scarlet basque with matching fishnets, a black diamente-studded suspender belt and scarlet high heels. I determined to unveil my outfit on.