”“But doesn’t it make you get all, you know, aroused?”Matt and Justin were still there but Angie decided to be honest,“Yes it does. When I w...lked in here my lady parts were tingling like hell and I was worried that I’d be dripping all over the floor but now I’m still tingling a bit and I’m sure that I’m still quite wet but no more than if I was talking to a sexy hunk.“We’re talking to you Angie,” Justin said, “does that mean that you think we are sexy hunks?”“Justin,” Angie replied, “lets just. He wanted her and he was going to take her anyway that he could get her.BANG!He turned and looked at the woman that was standing in the open doorway. Her face was flushed with anger or desire. Or maybe a bit of both, he mused. He raked her over with his eyes. She was wearing one of her usual healing robes. It's soft cream folds were absorbing the light, making her look ethereal. He knew that there was a passionate woman luring under those robes. One that he was determined to bring out. She used. But you really ought to try tocontrol it. When you need to masturbate, you ought to let a girl do itfor you, so you won’t overdo it and hurt yourself. Lots of girls will doit for you, if you just ask.”She continued to rub the soothing cream over his shaft. It wasglistening both with the cream and the dew of its own arousal, drippingcopiously from the tip. “How is your penis feeling now? Not so itchy?”“No, Lisa … but it’s starting to feel … like I. ” I do as I am told, of course. As he licks, more and more guests smear their cake on my neck, in my hair, on my face, on my legs. One bold woman shoves a giant slice of cake up my cunt and rubs me off with the flat of her hand. My legs start to shake and I know that my master has told the male guest to back up because J orders me to stay in position. I force myself to stay still and suddenly I feel a “WHAP” across my ass. “OOOhhhhh,” I cry out and want to stand up, but I know that would be.