Down a short hall was the bath and bedroom. The living room was brightly lit and the white walls seemed to cast a theatre stage effect into the center... Large, floor length drapes covered the picture window which gave a view of the parking lot. Barbara noticed that Cheryl had rearranged the furniture for this evening. The long, low cocktail table had been moved to the center of the room, away from the sofa. Along the wall opposite the sofa were 3 snack trays. They were set up and each was. “Should be more than half by now,” Andy replied. “Stay like this and wait.” I stayed like this, the centre of my body weight above the bottle. Nothing happened. I rested my arms on my knees and remained still. After about five minutes, I said: “Nothing’s happening. Am I doing it wrong?” Andy gently touched my back, circling around with his finger. “Wait two more minutes.” I did, and yet still nothing happened. Then suddenly I felt it. My ass cheeks touching the ground. “How is this possible?” I. Not long after that my thong was also removed leaving me in the heels and stockings. I sat on the bed and unzipped his pants and pulling down his boxers I exposed his stiff rigged cock. I took it in my mouth with great enthusiasm. I sucked and licked and fondled his balls until the first wave of hot sperm hit the back of my throat. I swallowed every drop of his suculent cum and licked him clean. I leaned back and spread my legs wide I felt his hard cock press against the lips of my dripping. "I met him at one of the general's soirees," she said, pulling my head from her chest by yanking my queue. "His story rings true." Her swollen nipple jutted out redly, erected by my tongue's attention, puffy and pebbled."Sounds like a fairy tale to me, complete with evil uncle and black-clad kidnappers. It's got everything but a witch." Well, you ought to talk to him." She kissed me sweetly."I'm busy," I said, pulling her onto my lap and spreading her legs outside my thighs. She held on to her.