I could only envision her crying in embarrassment, and the crazy crying she would likely do as I told her about dad leaving. I went up to the bedroom ...nd gently knocked on the door. There was no answer. I waited another few seconds, softly tapped again, and again heard nothing. She must be asleep. At the very least, though, I could unhook her and cover her up. So, I went in, slowly and quietly, and whispered “Andrea?”The room was dark, save two candles. Sure enough, dad was right, and she was. I could hear the faint sounds of birds through the glass. It was very auspicious, given the nature of events that had transpired last night. As memories filled my mind of everything that had happened, tears began to fall freely down my face. My friends, my love and her family all gone. Taken by that black monstrosity in a binge of carnage and blood. The visions of what that thing did to Violet - violating her like that - kept replaying in my mind. How she enjoyed what had been done to her so. She poppedher cute little cock out of my mouth and past my painted lips and thenminced around in her high heels so that she could take my doctor's placebetween my legs. No, her cute little cock didn't make me feel aswonderfully full as my doctor's did but it did feel good none-the-lessand I sure was glad to be able to thank her for all her hard work too!She also told me to focus on one of the lessons I'd just learned in thetherapy machine and that was to better control my muscles down there.It. Let him know you're enjoying it as much as he is. Make noises, look at him with passionate eyes, treat his penis as if it's the most important thing in the world. To him, at this moment, it is. There's more to a man's sexuality than his penis, however. Before even touching his penis, tease him by tickling with light feather strokes and kissing his chest, his belly, his hips, his! ! ! inner thighs, moving closer but not yet touching him. Brush across his penis as if by accident as you kiss and.