Although he only managed a small taste, he decided she was delicious. In his effort to taste more, he opened his mouth and wrapped his lips around her...clit and the top of her slit. Enjoying herself, Arora failed to hold her moans between her lips. Her erotic song echoed into Koroko's ears like a serenade; to him, nothing sounded better. Bucking against his tongue, she began chanting between her moans. Yellow light glowed from her palms and left a golden band around Koroko's wrist. Her chant. ”“They may be more than hallucinations, my son, but before I judge, tell me more. Describe this woman who haunts your thoughts and dreams.”Joseph paused a few moments, reluctant to go into detail. It would be embarrassing to share such things, but he knew if there was to be any cure for his malady, he must be forthright. “She is a fair skinned woman with markings all over her body. Some kind of scars or tattoos. Taller than most men and always dressed in sinful attire. The color of her hair is. ‘No, the boss wants to see you to work something out.’ One of them gruffly answered as he motioned to the limousine that had just pulled up. He felt like a lamb on it’s way to the slaughterhouse as he walked to the limo and climbed in alone. ‘Good Morning Matt.’ The boss said to him, his mouth was dry and he felt like he was going to shit his pants. ‘Calm the fuck down, I ain’t gonna hurt or kill you. You think your the first schmuck to get into me for a lot of bread? If I kill you, you aren’t. He lost a change, from time to time, but not often. Most of those that found his stash decided the clothes were too small to bother. In less than ten minutes Patricia was gone. Pedro took Edith’s arm and led her on a stroll. It was a perfect night for such things. It was warm, but breezy enough to want an arm around the waist. The moon was full and there was nothing to distract them. It was with shock when Edith finally realized they were out after curfew. They rushed back to the hotel. As.