Waiting. Last year Dr Who gave us creatures who appeared as stone statues. Not every statue. But any statue. When they caught you they would feed on y...ur life force, throwing you back in time. But they could only move when you weren't looking, so you had to stare at them. Don't even blink. You can never look at a statue the same way again. Then this year we had the shadows that consume flesh, stripping a body to the bone in a split second. But again, not every shadow. But any shadow.Then there. I noticed a guywho walked past me, holding a bag of food checking me out. His eyes wereglued to my chest. As we passed I turned around to see his eyes nowglued to my ass. He didn't take his eyes off my ass until he ran rightinto the door, spilling his soup. I giggled to myself.Did I just giggle? I think I did. Maybe this can be fun. I'm still notattracted to men, but I guess they're attracted to me. I don't blamethem. I'm attracted to me as well.I ordered Orange Chicken with Black. I continued to lick his balls while stroking his shaft. I opened my mouth to take his heavy balls in. Sucking them deeply, Dean said “OMG Elaine. That feels soooooooo good.” I continued sucking them with tender loving care then turned my attention to his prick. My tongue licked every inch of his cock, from the base of his shaft to the swollen head. One of my hands squeezed his balls while I started sucking on his long pulsating pole. I knew it wouldn’t be long until he burst and when he. Emma nearly stopped, but knew that her Master would not be pleased if she did. Slowly, Emma shifted her finger up onto her clit. She knew, that in so doing, her skirt would reveal her silky thighs, her pussy, and the dampness surrounding it. Fuck it, thought Emma, she was going to have to come and get it over with. The uncertainty as to what could happen was a little too much for her to endure. Yet, she would be true to her Master’s wishes. Emma lifted her bum off the seat a little and slid.