He directed her soft hand between her smooth thighs, gently placing her fingertips on her pussy, she was already wet as he began to guide her in strok...ng herself. He looked up at her face to gauge her reaction, he wanted more out of her. He pulled her hand away and replaced it with his own, his hands were large and strong, his index finger moved with purpose between her pussy lips, tickling her clit and entered her, she gasp and wrapped her arms around his neck as his finger went deeper into. At least when he helped me, all that happened was someone puked in his car and I even cleaned that up.Someone touched my hip in one of the few places that wasn't covered with fruit, chocolate or flowers and I glanced up."You'll do fine." It was one of Pierre's assistants, and as I blinked up at him, I couldn't help but think how cute he was."Thanks, I think," I felt the blush that heated my cheeks and hoped the fruit covered it.He reached out, straightening one of the lock of my hair that had. "As you wish, Lady Illystil." She thrilled when he said her name. With his deep, resonant voice is was like he was caressing her verbally. He sketched another small bow. "Well, you see, I am cousin to the Rowenmantles," as he spoke alarm bells began to ring in her head, "and I have never heard your name mentioned." His eyes seemed guileless, but she couldn't tell. There was much about this man that was hidden.Mind spinning, trying with difficulty not to let her attraction to him trip her up,. "That's easy to fix." But then she paused, staring off to one side.She looked back at me. "What about yab-yum?" That'd be great," Lisa said, sliding up next to us. She looked at me. "I think you should do it."I paused for a moment, and then shrugged. Yab-yum, with Sherri sitting in my lap while my cock was inside her, was nice but definitely a different mood than where we'd been going. Less wild and more connecting.I couldn't help letting the smile slip from my lips. "Sure," I said, shifting so.