She then disappeared into the bathroom and shut the door behind her. There was a long couch in the room. After she left, the bf stripped down to his b...xers and sat at one end of the couch. I followed suit and sat at the opposite end. We continued to chat as he took tugs off of his bong he crafted from an apple. A few minutes later, the bathroom door opened and she emerged. She was wearing white lacy lingerie with thigh high white stockings. She looked amazing. She went directly over to her bf. On every face I read confusion. People knew that something had happened but they didn't know what.In desperation, I turned to Nicole, who was looking down at the floor, an uneasy look on her face. She wasn't even bothering to try to make eye contact with anyone in the room. I was hoping she'd be the one to get me out of this mess. She always was in the past, but I guess it was all up to me now.But I didn't know what to do. I just didn't. My eyes darted around the room, going from person to. The Harpist moves the Song.You belong to the Song. The Harp creates the Song.The Harpist controls the Harp. You belong to the Harpist."The song repeated over and over again in her head. Becoming more and more real to her. Her mind focused on these truths as she saw them. The moved deeper and deeper into her soul.As the song ended she moved to take her rightful place before her masters. He was the Harpist, master of the harp, master of her. She would obey Jack Beanstalker's every command. She. With that, before he even had a chance to do what he was going to do, she was licking and kissing all over his chest and upper body and that included his limp cock too. “Wow, god I’m getting really horny now” he told her. “Keep doing that and we’ll be having some great sex and in no time flat.” So that was what she did. It turned out great. Her kissing and even caressing his body along with his desire too got them ready and so turned on. She set up on top of him. She took the now hard cock and.