When she first heard about this man and his collection of erotic art, she had formed the opinion that this was probably some sleazy pervert. But Harry...could talk about the subject like a university professor. And he obviously knew a lot about it."But let's come back to the drawing in front of us: Those haphazard lines, as you call them," Harry picked up the thread, "give the drawing an unbelievable dynamic. You can almost see the bodies move, you can hear them breath in unison as they approach. I pushed into him willing his fingers closer to my waiting sex. I knew I was dripping wet and I couldn’t wait for him to find out. I looked into his eyes again and licked my lips. Finally his fingers entered my waiting pussy, and I cried out in ecstasy.“I have a surprise for you.” He whispered in my ear, moving his fingers in and out of my slick fold. I moaned in response unable to for any words. I leaned back as he pressed his thumb against my clit. He knew how to work his fingers in just the. ‘Do you speak Russian?’ I asked again in Russian. The woman slowly nodded her head. ‘My name is Ben. I speak a little Russian.’ I said, working to remember the words I had learned so many months earlier. The language came back to me slowly as I tried to form the next sentence I wanted to ask her. ‘We need to move. Can you walk?’ I asked her. She shook her head slowly. I spooned more broth into her mouth, and she gratefully took what I offered her. I held out the mug and spoon to her, and she. He opened his eyes to nothingness. The curtains kept the daylight at bay. Hands came up, caressing his skin beneath the shirt of the silk pajamas he wore. "Master?" he called."My apologies, I did not mean to wake you." Derreck whispered.Todd wasn't sure what to do or think. It was just umcomfortable for him, especially when the hands dipped lower, past the waistband of his pants.He cringed a bit, afraid of places being touched that he had never touched himself.Derreck had tried to control his.