I was catching a little dinner before one of my DJ gigs.You know that feeling you get when you know someone is looking at you, but you can't figure ou... where it is coming from?Well, that feeling hit me hard enough, that my neck hairs stood up. Now, I'm used to being looked and leered at because of the band. But this just felt very different. Very intense. It's not often you can catch me off guard, but this "feeling" really did.I looked around the dining area, not even hiding that I was looking. . hot." So, give it a lick."Marlene sent her tongue to lick the glistening head, squeezing it, or trying to squeeze it with her hand. "And hard. I can't believe how hard it is!"After taking two more long sucks, she relinquished the firm, yet rubbery member to Janis, who slid her long tongue down the side of the shaft, and then deep throated his cock.Marlene was impressed and touched. She reached out and scooped some of the sperm from Janis' face and tasted it."Like it?" Janis asked as she. I can't help it. Is that so totally wrong?" Father Secco was wondering the same as his hand increased both speed and pressure. He could feel the length of the nylon zipper through the taut cotton of his briefs. What harm was being done? Seed was not to be spilled lest for procreation, but his seed would never know such purchase. Through dreams, it often wet his sheets—without touch, without will—crossing the fuzzy line between thought and deed. What of that? If the subconscious mind can commit. The blade glimmering in the glow of the room. He examined it, running his thumb across the sharp blade, his expression one of wonder as if he had never really seen this particular knife before. He heard her gasp audibly as he approached her with the knife. A menacing figure as she was strung helpless before him. His lips curled into a smile as he began to cut away the thin layer of cloth that hid her body from his penetrating gaze.Naked now, the light cast shadows across her body. He could see.