I was just enjoying and I was in semi conscious state because of the juice which is mixed with alcohol which I late came to know. He then removed his ...hirt and pants I was confused what was going on but enjoying a lot.Dad: remove your t shirt darling.I was not able to remove it as I was in drunken state. He removed my t shirt and my shorts too. I slowly began to get my consciousness as I drunk only very little alcohol mixed juice. He came near me and begun to kiss my lips.OH MY GOD WHAT A. You don't ever want to do that to a woman."Now, sometimes a woman's just not making enough fluid to get slippery but she still wants to have sex. What do you suppose you could do to fix that problem?" Um, I ain't sure but sometimes when I'm playin' with myself, I spit on my hand to make it slick." That's the general idea. But instead of spitting on me, which I think is kind of crude, you could use your tongue and lips to spread your saliva around. When you do that, you'll not only make the. I recoiled but ended up standing against a large cupboard. “Lots of girls like watching me jerk off.” Lewis continued; “it turns them on. Did it turn you on? I bet it did; didn’t it?” I pushed his hand away from my shoulder and as I turned to move away he held onto my hip with the other. “Lewis, please.” I told him as firmly as possible, “I don’t want to talk about it…it just shouldn’t have happened. Now let me go.” “What did you think about the present I left for you?” He. It was remotely within the realm of possibility that, flouting obvious and immediate death, we could maybe do something to shatter that globe and release its undoubtedly lethal magic. Could this really end the war and bring us peace, and banish the horrific demonic things that now preyed upon us? Maybe, but I just didn't see how. How would this also restore our Gods to us?Neither of us could see any answer to these questions. We discussed our limited possibilities in increasing vague detail. We.