I looked at the house again. Then I saw her. Up in the window of the Red Velvet Suite was a woman. She looked young, but it was difficult to tell from...that distance. I couldn't make out her features, nor did I have time to contemplate the situation. At that particular moment there was a terrible sound. It started, it seemed, in the bowels of the house and rumbled upward to exit in the form of a terrible feral-sounding growl. No, not actually a growl. More like a groan.It's hard to describe the. The next I knew, naked girls, or some with towels wrapped around them were hauling me to my feet. I was shivering and fearful. Some of the girls were angry: shouting at me. But on seeing my distraught face a couple of these girls, who seem to have forgotten their nakedness at the sight of mine realised I was in a bad way and shivering uncontrollably - mostly from cold but also from fear and embarrassment. I was pushed and pulled into the hot showers, where the anger seemingly forgotten they. You will be amazed at the different ways my cock feels and smells and tastes. And with each new way, you will find that you truly love it. Love the feel and the smell and the taste. Do you understand, Brenda?"She whimpered. "Yes." You will feel obligated to put my cock in your mouth, to taste it and suck on it." Yes! My roommate says that's the only time a woman is REALLY in charge of a man sexually; when she's giving him a blow job. She says that a woman can make her man do anything for a good. I was hoping you might. You approach him and open your robe to expose your breasts slightly. Brushing against him as you kiss him gently. Uncrossing his legs you sit across his legs, not touching his manhood, you kiss his lips, neck and chest. Your hands caress his chest and back. His hands caressing your back, sliding smoothly against the silk, he caresses your entire body moving gently from your back across your breasts. His kisses responding to you with his tongue in your mouth and across.