She began to apply it to Patrick's face, working carefully under the mask. From temple to temple, over and in each ear ... she slathered it on his clo...sed eyes ... everywhere."Patrick, I need you to concentrate on your face now. Feel the gel as it binds to your skin. Feel it changing your skin, making it softer and softer ... softer and softer ... lighter and more delicate. It feels wonderful. Concentrate."Patrick didn't know what was going on, but his mind heard every word that Goddess Melissa. Soon we were lost in the throes of pleasure. Coral humped herself at me, gyrated her sex around my cock, sucked my tongue into her groaning moaning mouth. I grunted with effort, sweat glistened on my body. Together we came, writhed and rolled in ecstasy. I needed to slake my thirst.Cherall was back on her hands and knees, her face buried in the pussy of a dark haired small breasted woman, a slim bald headed man behind her slid his cock at speed into her gaping pink gash. Bill was nowhere to be. But finally I break the spell and place the head of my hardness at the softest wettest most pleasureable opening presented to me and I can feel its welcome even without applying any pressure, even without entering you in the slightest.(I realise now, at the time of writing this account though not at time of the events themselves, that I should have taken more notice of the state in which I found you, for that wetness and warmth was not the state in which one might expect to find a victim who is. Now, I have eaten over 100 women, but Simone was special. She was a classic French beauty, her body was perfect, her face was perfect, and her long, full reddish brown hair framed her beautiful face. She looked like a French fashion model. I grasped her face in my hand and inserted my loving tongue deep into her mouth; I knew I had reached the back of her throat as she moaned in pleasure as my tongue swirled around inside her mouth. After a few minutes I worked my way down to her nipples.