She couldn't help herself.His voice came in a fog. "Let's go to your bedroom!"He pulled her, zombie-like, from the sofa and guided her firmly toward t...e bedroom."Get undressed!" he ordered.Trance-like, Alyce turned her back on him and pulled the dress over her head, then in grim acceptance, she lay down naked on the bed, her legs held tight together, her arms folded over her naked breasts and daring not to look at him."Turn over on your stomach!" His voice was getting raspy.Clay Marsdale, still. Over the next 15 mins I had showered & was getting ready for bed. But I wasn’t sleepy. I was thinking about Shweta. I decided to take a chance & walked across the passageway to her room. I knocked softly & she opened the door within a few seconds.She had freshened up & changed into a night gown. It was light colored with a very low V-neck & was very short, barely below her waist. I kept staring at her in awe as she looked so sexy in that attire. “Will you quit staring & tell me what made you. My lips don’t respond. My breathing becomes faster, and I make a move to exit my spotlight. Then I hear hissing, like water being thrown on a campfire.‘Don’t Move,’ the voice says. My body becomes still. I struggle to lift even an arm, but I can’t seem to concentrate on the thought long enough to make it happen. My mind swirls with panic and questions. Where am I? Why can’t I move? Or speak? I envision all kinds of bloody scenarios involving serial killers and monsters.‘Still your thoughts,”. Her horniness was reaching her anus, and so my finger first soothed her ring with massage oils, then she inserted the pointed vibrator and gently pushed. It slipped in and buried itself. The vibrations echoed through to her clit and my tongue explored all the area between clit and anus. Beautiful, wet, warm, oozing with enjoyment. My fingers then worked inside her still feeling the vibrator the other side. We removed the vibrator and my fingers worked both up toward her g-spot with another.