There didn't appear to be any sign of life, but then why the music. Releasing the handle from his grip, he slowly made his way back pass the staircase... and into the gloom beyond.After turning right, and noticing a shaft of light cutting across the carpet, he stood and peered through the slightly ajar door. Within there was a young lady; he guess early twenties; dancing to the familiar tune, singing along with Jack White as he growled the lyrics. She appeared to be doing a strip tease, but to. Her change in breathing, the moistening of her lips, and the widening of her eyes... all had me very enchanted. I just loved exciting this woman.I slowly moved towards her, swaying my hips seductively, my heels clicking loudly on the ceramic tiled floor with each purposeful step. My purse was held in front of me, kept close to my body.She kept glancing between the playful look in my eyes and my oddly held purse, "Just what are you hiding?"I shrugged, smirking faintly and still leading her on,. The mouths multiple and they lap greedily at my skin, desperate for every last bit of moisture bleeding from my pores. It’s not enough. Never enough. The mouths all pull away at once and I whimper pathetically through the gag. I feel abandoned. Cut off. Just drifting in the void of nothingness. I’m pulled back when a hulking frame mounts my smaller body, hooking my legs over broad shoulders. Lush lips capture my own in a bruising kiss. I pull at the restraints, desperate to mold myself into. God, I'd missed this! There was a losing control element to lesbian sex that could not be replicated with a man, where both of you were worked up into such a frenzy that you actually wanted to be a part of the other, preferably inside each other. I licked a finger, and slid it gently into Suzanne's butt, feeling her twitch in response, and felt a further wetness soak my engulfed face. Suzanne reciprocated, first one, then two fingers probing my ass. I bucked my pelvis up, grinding my gaping.