And not just politely nibbling and sampling but gobbling, my cockhead lodged in the back of her throat. She squatted down onto my face, rotating her ...ips in a gentle grind, painting my face with her--and his--juices. He had fallen back, sitting on the floor with legs extended and leaning back against the futon, he watched me lick his wife’s bottom from stem to stern, running my tongue-tip from her clit through her puffed lips to her taut anus. I gripped her head between my thighs and bucked. I’d like to see more of you, if that’s ok with you?” I replied, hoping with all my guts that she would say yes. “I’d love for you to see more of me”, she replied, and pecked my cheek with a soft kiss. “Would you like to come in for a coffee or soda Ben?” she asked… and of course I obliged!Inside her spacious apartment, Clarissa guided me to the couch and disappeared for a while, saying that she was going to fix some coffee, but the vision I saw when she came back into the living room, damned. Some people say that they can also do mind control tricks, but I don’t know that for a fact.They are, however, tricky little buggers. Never ever, cross or cheat a faerie. They don’t like living in larger communities. They prefer their own hidden villages in the forests unless they are under contract.They too lived long lives like their Genteli cousins but could produce children, when they wish. The Faeries are also the primary producer of the silk threads and cloths used for the garments worn. I then felt his hands circle behind my neck and he began to rub a lotion into my still wet flesh. “I want you to relax. Trust me. You will enjoy this more than anything else you have ever experienced. … Or you will endure it and never fantasize about anything ever again.” He whispered in my ear as his hands moved smoothly up my arms. “I only want to make your dreams come true.”The scent of him filled me with longing. There was something a****listic about it and I realized that while I.