But she didn't go far.Behind him, she circled his waist and found his prick. Her hands were well oiled from stroking over his body. And she began givi...ng him a hand job. If she could get him hot enough, the next time he actually managed to fuck her would be disaster for him.And sheer heaven for her."No you don't, you little bitch!" he said, and moving faster than ever, managed to get behind her.His hands ripped off her blouse. She was totally naked like he was. And his cock was probing upward. . to supposedly.......... get your wallet?" I commented, hopefully making it sound like a remark rather than a question. "I hope you're not fooling around with her." I did forget my wallet in the glove compartment." He defended. "You know she works where I do and her nickname is "pincushion. I think every man in the place has had a bit. But to answer your question, she's not my type. If I had a type, it would probably be someone like you." It was not a question!" I retorted. "Just an. It was at this time he noticed his finger circling a nearby light switch. He looked at the finger strangely as if asking it what it was doing. It responded by turning the light off, and then back on again. He then balled his fist as if punishing his finger for being so weird. He looked at his hotel door and sighed. What will the night bring? He thought. His body jumped and stiffened straight as he heard a rapid succession of bangs come from behind the door. As Ethan opened the door they both. No purchase. There was no way out except as a Bimbo-doll. Damn. I sighed in dejected fear.Like I said I'd been bio-modded in a Z-chamber before. To give myself more height, make myself fitter and more handsome, make my manhood larger, thicker and more sensitive and to give me pheromones to influence and arouse women, and put awe and fear in men. I’d tweaked my adrenal gland to make me more confident. I was an Adonis thanks to the Z-chamber. I looked down at my impressive man meat and mascular.