”“I know when it happened,” Liz said. “And she wasn’t trying to talk you out of anything. She was making sure you understood the situation. ...here is a difference.”“I suppose,” I said. “My point is that I’m not interested in courting fame. I’m happy to be beside you as you conquer the world. I don’t need to be leading the charge.”The only problem with the van that I could see was the distance between the seats. I had to reach across to put my hand on Liz’s arm.“It’s OK if you do,” she told me as. "Ah, Jaay, Eius'Torm, I think sex is all you girls thinkabout, here I am a brilliant musician and all you can thinkof is getting under my tail" So play some damn music" said Icestorm "and we'll getunder your tail later"Saah pulled out his pipes and began to play; it was chillout music, gentle, yet subtle, with intricate stanza's andriffs that just sucked you in. If I concentrated reallyhard I could make out words.( Rest now, let your cares melt away, I am your guide, allwill be well, I am your. He sat back down; legs wide open so I could lick his balls. Doing this above the toilet was somehow even more erotic for me. All the time I was thinking how pleased He would be. I really started to get into this; even small moans escaped my mouth, as I licked up and down his shaft. The guy grabbed me by the hair and aimed his cock at my mouth. I took it in slowly, and then he rammed it deep into my throat, my throat opening as his cock forced me to gag. He held his cock there, I was struggling. She was beautifully curvaceous in tight black satin, her hips and breasts bulging in the tight shiny material. She carried across her shoulder a lethal looking bull-whip of black plaited leather with a vicious butterfly knot at the tip; his cock dribbled as he hoped this was not purely symbolic. Behind her trailed two hooded maidens in black leather cat-suits; the upper halves of their faces were covered, which seemed to make their wicked smiles all the more prominent; they each carried an item.