Hair moving across her back.Torso twisting at the waist momentarily before the hips joined the motion.Supple calves rubbing together as the intended t...urn reached them.Then, as if time sped up her eyes were locked with his; Michael was lost for a moment in their depths."And good morning to you," Valerie said as her legs swung off the bed, parting for a moment providing a view Michael would not be able shake from his memory no matter how many years passed beyond this one.Warm hands slid to his. Jim tried to follow, but was stopped by Jacques Brandt. "I guess you are wondering why you just saw a middle aged man running down the hall screaming wearing Darlene's dress." "No shit Shirlock, what in the hell is going on? What happened to Darlene?" "She or should I say he, just ran out the door. You see that portrait you destroyed that was of the real Darlene Grey. A former gigolo, you would say, who preyed upon aging starlets in exchange for sexual favors. He was a favorite of Vivian Leigh. He grabbed my shaft and started rotating his hand around it as he buried his face into my balls and sucked each one into his mouth in succession. The ball sack had already tightened but this process seemed to pop each ball into a relaxed zone of skin and somehow heightened the pleasure as his hand groped and slid around my totally self-lubed cock. I don’t know for how long he sucked and slurped and truly worshipped my cock but I wasn’t ready to cum. All I could do was drool more sweet. Within few minutes, Aamna came out of the room and headed directly to the door.“DON’T RUIN MY SISTER, MISS KATIE!”, every word I uttered was of hatred. She didn’t say anything. She went away.11 o’ clock. I was lying on the sofa watching TV. Inconspicuously, Priya came to Hall, standing back of the sofa, she claimed her presence with a sigh.” Sorry!”, she exclaimed with her baby like innocence. I ignored.“I said sorry!”, this time she was a bit louder.“I heard you the first time! Go back to.