It was ... amiable, no hint of cruelty underneath."You've barely seen the rest, Henry. Relax."He sniffed dubiously, but then he spotted Renee."That's ...er?" he asked Claude."Yes." Hmph. A bit skinny, wouldn't you say?" He strode forward, grasped her breast before she could protest, and gave a experimental squeeze.Renee lurched back, shocked at his audacity and touch.The man frowned. "You don't seem to have trained her very well." Why do you think I invited everyone?" His smile had an edge to it. Amy caught the glance and smiled back cautiously. ‘What?’ she asked. ‘Would you like to dance?’ he asked gesturing to the dance floor. Amy’s eyes got wide suddenly and a nervous laugh escaped her lips. ‘I’m not a very good dancer,’ she protested. ‘It will be fine. It’s pretty slow and I promise, no waltzes or jitterbugs.’ He smiled sweetly again and she couldn’t resist. Nodding quickly she stood up. Sean took her hand and led her to the dance floor. Once there he pulled her in close and slid. He told me. And he sounded sincere as he did so, answering the questions that I put to him without hesitation or evasion. We talked for perhaps half an hour, a dish of mwamba chicken arriving — I wasn't quite sure from where — while I was still trying to understand what I was being told.Eventually, I became tired, told him so ... and he left me to get some sleep ... and to think.I woke to find food on the table beside my bed and ate it gratefully even as my mind whirled with the 'information'. I slowly pumped his shaft while rubbing the head with my thumb. Ah shit&hellip, he mumbled. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and his head fell back onto the arm of the couch. I lowered my face and gently sucked on the head while pumping on the shaft. Then I plunged my head deep onto his dick and sucked harder. FUCK! he gasped as I sucked and licked on his member. I wrapped my mouth around the shaft and twisted my head back and forth then plunged my head down his shaft again. I could.