Then she stands up against the wall and presses her butt against my cock. My hands sliding up her body and takes her breasts - they feel just like a p...ir of real breasts should feel. I kiss her neck and she takes her hair to the side so I can kiss her neck. She is really turned on and my hands slide down to a quite hard and delicious cock, which can hardly find room in the tiny thong. She takes off the thong and I go on my knees and kiss her, first her buttocks, spread them and gives her. I closed my eyes and kept them closed. I let my body float with the attentions of her tongue. And I let my ears go deaf to the jeers and low catcalls of the men around us.But, you. You, Master, never said a thing. I could tell, because you were, in my opinion, too much of a gentleman to make such childish noises. I also knew that you enjoyed the reactions of those around us, immensely.The tongue jabbed harder at my tender, swollen clit. The blonde's persistence couldn't be ignored. She wanted. "It was good advice," came a lilting voice.Joan jumped, spilling her wine, then spun around."Oh my god, you almost scared me to death!" she said as she looked up."May I help you with that?" asked the woman, indicating the wine Joan had spilled on herself.Joan completely forgot her wine-soaked skin. Hell, she forgot to breathe. This was her, the woman that kept showing up in her dreams. Joan was sure though, that this was no dream. Beyond that one small piece of knowledge, thinking was simply. It's somethingspecial." Spechiial," I repeated, and didn't even realize she'd gotten off me andsecured my arms and legs to the chair. Alicia grabbed one of themonitors that was mounted on an articulated arm and placed it about 2feet from my face. Moments later it displayed a combination of abstractimages, incredibly sexy and busty women as well as some readable andknowing Alicia, probably some subliminal messages as well. I immediatelyfixated on the women and didn't want to look away."That's.