"Wha--" I croaked, half-awake."Breakfast," Lahr told me through his voder."Oh, yeah," I got out of bed, helped by the Vix. He was taller and heavier t...han me—but not overwhelmingly so. "Shower, first."Showers were multi-function. I could simply soak in real water—and then air dry. Or I could take a dry shower. I stood in the stall as the thirty-second dry shower cycle cleaned me, and then I padded barefoot to the kitchen. Today I was going to first prepare a large picnic lunch and then breakfast. He is scared, I see him trembling. I grab him at the back of his neck and let him on his knees at the foot of the bed. "lick her soles and toes"she works against me but I keep her both legs pushed against the mattress so he can lick her feet. she starts to realize that I have the upper hand and after a while I see her enjoying.I take her breasts tight and start sucking her nipples. she moans.she surrendered, "show her your dick," I tell him.He pulls off his pants and takes his dick out of his. She spread her legs to let him kiss and suck her sweet pussy more. As he licked her pussy his fingers rolled her nipples making them hard and little sore. He then spread her pussy lips and and looked at her young pussy and watched as he inserted a finger into her fuck hole. She gasped as he pushed inside her. "You like that don't you baby? Let me finger fuck you till you stretch more." He began finger fucking her as he sucked on her sore nipples.He then told her to bend her knees and pull her. She looked gorgeous!I layed upon the black leather sofa, dressed only in tight black simulation leather pants, drinking a bottle of scotch on the fine early morning, or what scotch was left. I admired myself in the mirror, my hair long and messy, light brown hair, my eyes blue like Sarah's, my face and body attractive enough to be a successful gay. Any woman I WANT, I thought to myself. An exaggeration? I didn't care, lost in liquer and drifting memories of lust, new passions growing upon me,.