I could read her face. It read, “should I?” well, to help her answer, I lowered my shorts and let my cock out. Now her face read that I was gettin... hand-job at the least, which she started. Her hand was warm and soft. I wanted those tits! There was no way to pull them out of the bra, so I reached-around her back and unfastened it. She seemed a bit shocked at first, but the game at this point is to keep moving and keep heating them up. I rubbed her ass and asked if she liked being a naughty. "Let me help you" she responded and with that she put her hands along the elastic of his underwear and with a bit of help from Max she removed his last piece of clothing and his cock reared up and stood there in all its glory with his two balls, both about the size of two golf balls left swinging below in their rapidly tightening sack. She then took off her knickers and showed her neatly trimmed pussy to a now very aroused Max. The two of them sat back down on the settee and got back to some. "Her usual thing is to wear sexy clothes, but one time I saw her brush her tits against some guy's back as she went around him. She's pretty hot, eh?" Danni babbled quietly. "Usually she's with some friends, but I think she's here alone tonight. I saw her come in when I had a smoke. I wish I had legs like that, either on me or around me --" Okay, enough," I said as my dick began to bulge in my jeans. "I got work to do, here, you lazy girl." I tried to sound menacing as I picked up some discs to. C. and thick tendrils of darkness extended out from the central mass. From this altitude the arrangement gave Edward the impression of a mortal illness that the humans called cancer. A fitting analogy, he thought, because like a cancer these creatures gradually choked the life out of the humans they infected. Even when a mortal servant of the Enemy was allowed to keep his life rather than ordered to give it to his master, no one could call what they had a life. They spent every waking moment.