All fired up and with somewhere to go, I jumped into my car and drove over to the massage place. The half hour drive through the night streets of Lond...n served to calm my mind somewhat, and by the time I pulled up at the nondescript block of flats where they were based, I was feeling relaxed and ready for the whole experience. The door was opened by the customary grumpy old woman, albeit a different one from my days of frequenting Soft Body. I was led to the massage room, and told to wait. . . And suddenly she stops.. When I’m still moaning… And when I open my eyes.. Trying to look at her.. Ahhhhhhh I feel her warm lips wrapping the tip of my hardon and pouring her saliva on to it.. She sucks and sucks deep at the start taking as much as she can.. And just when she is going to gag.. She takes it out and sucks it again.. Again n again.. Running her hands down there all over.. Playing with my balls.. Wrapping her tongue over it as if it were a chocolate candy!Yet a hot one.. She. The couple were still looking and the bulge in my jeans, to your horror, was still very much on view beneath its denim confines. My eyes still shut in pleasure. To cover the embarrassing situation you looked back at the once empty table to flash an apologetic smile. The lady, probably in her mid 30’s with curvy mousy brown hair falling over her shoulders, was whispering something to her man. He was not too dissimilar to me body wise although his style was very different. He wore a tailored. Just then, her Hep Cat adviser, Michael, came up to her and whispered into her ear."Mamaam, your Sweet Lovie in the misty place. I fear her time be near."Sweet Lovie was the nickname Marie had given to the newest of her hand maidens. Her real name was Dulcinda and she was from the deep back Bayou country. A place so remote and so hidden from civilization that even the birds in the sky lost their sense of direction.Dangerous Snake Country.Fearful creatures moved restlessly - a bump in the silver.