She purposefully started touching my dick with her elbow. Suddenly she looked at me and asked, “What’s that in your pocket mister?” A bit hesita...t, I replied “It’s nothing, ma’am. now on the next slide as you can see.”She interrupted me with a shush and stood up. I took a few steps back and she forcefully put her hand in my right pocket. She gave a sigh of ‘Ahem’ as she felt my dick from my pocket. I, to be honest, was a bit scared for all of this. Since I thought that she might tell someone. Nick rarely wasted time amusing himselfwith just the sight of me.As he slid his hand farther up and to the edge ofskirt, he hesitated, “No panties, right bitch?” “No sir,” I replied meekly, already melting at the feelof his touch.He allowed his hand to continue moving up until hefound my clean shaven pussy. Again he paused, this timeleaning in close to me nuzzling into my neck as if alover would and using his soft spoken charm, begin tocaress my pussy even as he warned. . but really, there was no comparison. Stan was patient, loving and willing to share himself completely with her. He took his pleasure in making their pleasure as great as possible, and his love for her made skill, stamina or size less important.Denise needed to pee, so she got up. She winced slightly as she did, reminding herself that last night it had been just as well he wasn't the largest of lovers. She padded into the bathroom, had her pee and then turned on the shower.She hadn't been in. Not until right now, at least. I feel like I’ve known you my whole life. Will I become like you?”“Not if you don’t want to be, my love,” William said seriously while staring into my eyes. “I could turn you if you wish, but that has to be something you think about. They’ll be no turning back.”William returned his hands to my sides, slowly stroking the skin. “Most mates feed on each other, but I understand if you don’t want that. Your blood calls to me; it’ll be hard to ignore while in the throes.