Crawl towards Lewis (your perspective)

You think you remember where Lewis was standing, so you drop to your hands and knees and crawl slowly towards him. After a few seconds, you think that you can smell him again, and sniff. Yes, it's faint, but you recognize the smell now. You move your head back and forth, sniffing, and then crawl in the direction the smell is strongest. After a few seconds, something smacks you lightly in the face, and you stop.

The fleshy rod slaps against your cheek again, and you have a feeling it isn't his finger. Well, you think as he slaps it against your face more, if he's enjoying himself, that's fine, although if you were in her place, you think you'd rather have no gag in the way of Liz sucking your cock. Maybe he'd like that too? You reach out and grab his cock, and feel his hand move away, letting you take control. You try to communicate your suggestion by rubbing your lips up and down his shaft, but you end up basically rubbing your whole face on it. It's no surprise to you that he doesn't understand, and after a while, pulls your head up and forward, causing you to crawl slowly over him.

For a brief moment, you wonder if he's going to ram that cock into your pussy, but he doesn't do that either. Instead he strokes your hair, and tilts your head up and... nothing. Her hands grip your head, and hold it steady, but he's not touching your tits, he isn't fucking you, hell, at least before you were touching his cock, but now he's just... moving you around, posing you like you're a doll, or something. It's frustrating, and it's kind of hard to hold this pose for so long. Maybe it's time to take matters into your own hands?