As I drifted off, I realized that I was completely alone in the apartment for the first time since we moved in. Though I was an introvert by nature, I...felt lonely at the sudden change in my living situation.As Tom slept, his body glowed, and a female form rose from it. She examined her arms, and then looked down at the rest of her body, which seemed translucent and immaterial. With a concerned look on her face, she floated out of the bedroom.Need filled the woman. She could feel her faint. "Oh. God, what is that? It feels so damn good." A new sensation?" Oh, fuck yes. I've never reached inside myself before, only touched the outside. and my boyfriends have never touched that with their fingers or anything else." Well, it's called the "g" spot in most things you read about it. But that's just because someone thought it had to have a name. I've always liked to think of it as a mystic garden and we're planting the seeds of pleasure." Mmmm, I like the sounds of that."As we talked, I. A variety of welts and bruises covered all their bodies. Her captor, the field marshal, was a normal sized man, perhaps six feet tall. He had a dark tan with light blonde hair and a clean shaven face. He was shirtless and the same light hair covered his barrel chest and slightly protruding belly. Various tattoos depicting the flag, swords, and guns adorned his biceps and forearms. Lilly estimated he was perhaps 50 some years old. The group of prisoners were kneeling close together centered in. I placed my lips on her shoulder and Savita came closer to me. I did not know what to do next. Savita came to my rescue and moved one of her hands down and touched my cock and started moving her hand along the length of my tool. It gave me a great feeling and I also moved my hand on her boobs and started pressing it. Savita started giving sounds like......oui/oh etc which was exciting me and I started rubbing her boobs and pressing them from time to time.Savita understood that I was new to the.