You tenderly start to kiss your way up my thighs until you reach my boxers. Then you grab each leg of my underwear and start to slowly pull them down....The waistband pulls down on my cock until it finally pops free and slaps against my stomach. You laugh a little as you remove my shorts, then the smile is gone and is replaced by a look of lust. You kiss all around my cock but never touch my cock, covering every inch, slowly torturing me. Then you start to kiss and lick my testicles while you rub. I'd get off and then go to bed. I had the house all to myself that night, what with Vicki working her regular night shift and Lacy out until god knows what hour. My wife is a nurse, and her daughter Lacy had headed out a few hours before with friends to celebrate her twenty first birthday. I was sitting in my boxers, just thinking about pulling my cock out, when I heard a noise behind me. Before I could even reach for the remote, she was standing in front of me. It was my step-daughter, Lacy.. She lay down in her bed and used her toy to relieve the ache between her legs before drifting off to sleep.The sun had set, risen, and now dropped toward the horizon once more. Zoraster remained in the same position he had assumed upon grasping the obelisk. His eyes were wide open, bloodshot, and saw nothing. Tears streamed down from his eyes to lips set in a snarl over tightly clenched teeth. The tears mingled with rivulets of sweat escaping from every pore of his body, and a constant. Dorothy arrived right on time at twelve-thirty. She ordered a martini. She was wearing a smart blue woolen-linen blend suit with a beige silk blouse and a single strand of pearls. Dorothy had to admit that she looked great. But then, so do I, she thought to herself. The two attractive women exchanged pleasantries over lunch. Both had the Caesar salad and white wine. By the time each had drunk two glasses of very good white, and had a delicious meal, they felt considerably more comfortable with.