I sigh and enjoy this newest gift.Is it men or women or both? Would I prefer hard cocks or the soft skin and light touch of another woman that knows e...xactly how to inflame my passion? Thighs rubbing more rapidly, I close my eyes and visualize both caressing my flesh.My hands rise to caress my breasts, but I stop them and the motions of my thighs. Shake myself free of that tempting vision. It will be so easy to succumb, but I am in an unknown place in an unknown beautiful body that seems. .You all, my honored guests, will relax and watch while I continue to tease him through the evening, far beyond what he has already endured."I cry out when the full meaning of what you have said hits me. I am wild with lust and need, shaking, whimpering, begging. My balls, so heavy with cum, yet pulled high up into my nutsack, waiting for that one more touch to release their hot, thick content. My cock, mmmmmmmmm throbbing painfully as the precum oozes forth. My tender purple cockhead, so. I don’t think anyone suspended from the ceiling of a tiny closet with an anal hook could feel relaxed.But I was grateful for the break from that cruel vibrator. At least I could think clearly now. And all I could think of was of my beautiful goddess Lina fucking some guy she brought home from the club. It was some new guy everyday. She liked it that way. And to be honest I liked it that way as well. It reinforced my belief that all these relations were purely physical for her. And that my. “I don’t know if you could handle the things I’ve put in here.”She stepped in front of him, stopping him short. “I’d like it if you’d try me.” What possessed him to give his book to her, he figured he’d never know. That night had been torture for him… he was mentally taking stock of everything he’d put in that book—his fantasies, his more homicidal musings, his longings, his frustrations. He tried to sleep, but then all of a sudden he’d shoot up and think about the sketching he’d done of a nude.