"Your prick really is delicious--I wish I could suck it for hours and let you shoot in my mouth." Be my guest," said Harold, all for that idea."I'm so...ry. I can't," she sighed.Harold was horny as could be by this time because Helen had really been doing a marvelous job on his cock, and he desperately wanted to have her finish the blowjob and drink his cum."But, why not?" he asked. "I thought that you enjoyed sucking and drinking jism, Helen." Oh, I do. But it's just too frustrating for me,. Don't stop...' you knew I would end up begging for it, I just needed some gentle persuasion, and you were only too happy to oblige. You feel amazing in my ass and I've not felt pleasure like this for a long time, I love to experience these firsts with you and pleasing you is everything to me. You go hard, my high pitched gasps a signal to you that I can take more, lifting my ass up to hold you deeper as you pummel the back out of me...you're praising me, grateful for my compliance but a little. ”Mary sighed. “That is our fault,” she said. “We were using our powers so frequently, to cheer you up or to calm you down. To show you love and help you sleep. It became almost reflex, and in doing so we were engendering your distrust - making you feel that we, like Dianna, were manipulating you. I promise it wasn’t about manipulation. Amanda and I do it to each other all the time - show each other love, support, and care for each other using our powers. It has become a way of life for us. Which is weird, because now I’m wondering if he doesn’t like the fact that I’m gay. But then again, if he didn’t, he probably would’ve fired me. Being that it’s the Summer of Lust in 1999 in the city of Tacoma, WA, people like me don’t have the protection of the law on our side; not officially yet, anyway. On that day a week ago, I was just grateful to be getting out of work two hours earlier than usual, thereby avoiding another one of my typical 10-hour days at the shop. But now, at night next.