He nudged itright against my labia for a moment and then tipped his head back andpressed his lips hard against the zipper of my jeans. My knees almost...uckled as I relished the marvelous feeling. Intoxicated by thepleasure, I felt a tinge of guilt knowing I must punish thesetransgressions.Even though my little poppet goes down on me several times a day,including the delivery of an always gratifying morning orgasm, thethrill never diminishes. I moved my gaze down so I could glimpse of thebra. Avernus says that your leaving is voluntary, right? That you only go when you want to?"I nodded, confused by the subject matter. "Yes, bu-"He cut me off with a finger to my lips. "We are going to test that theory." Wha-?" I mumbled around his finger."Here's what's going to happen. I'm going to give you the motivation to stay. So from now on, if you go back, if you disappear, you will be ... punished." Punished?" I might have been creeped out, if the mischievous glint in his eyes hadn't made it. ”Off for the ChangeArlene had a large room with both a huge bed and dressing area, but also her desk and library. “Let’s not be silly about clothing. Harold, you heard what Mom said. I’ve been learning how to initiate people. One of the things I’ve learned is that the experience should be fun, with no pressure. In particular, too many guys think they have to perform perfectly. Part of this is letting you learn and experiment at your own pace.“With you, though, I have a weird sense of you in two. The girl was too shocked by the sudden intrusion to put up a fight. She just sort of moaned weakly."Yeah," I said, "That's what I thought! You're already wet down there baby! You know that you want it, and you want it bad!"I stopped to take off my leather vest, letting my big boobs fall out. I don't even bother wearing a bra these days. That sort of shit is for skinny bitches! The kind I like to fuck, like my new redhead friend, who couldn't resist staring at my huge tits. I took her hand and.