That one took a few minutes for my mind to wrap itself around; during my silence Elizabeth wasted no time lavishing my leaking dick with her exquisite...oral attention."Why do you think that my sperm will give control over another person?"Elizabeth didn't pause to answer me until she had taken me all the way to the root twice in quick succession. "Two things, the strength of your pheromones in your sample and each time you asked me a direct question yesterday, I had every intention of lying or. I saw about a dozen dildos, a couple of butt plugs, and several pair of panties and bras. There were Ziploc bags with hair and disposable razors in them too. My mouth dropped open. Now it was my turn to blush!I just looked at Betty but it was Samantha that spoke, “I saw stuff like this on the Internet for sale! I figured that someone like you would prefer to see where it came from first!”Betty said, “Each of these dildos have spent at least five nights in our pussies while we slept. The ribbon. You feel OK?" Yeah, I'm just nervous. Honestly, I'm a little worried you might get too attached to Allison. She's younger than me and she's got me beat here in the chest department." She motioned at the swell of her breasts under the robe. I smiled and tried to reassure her: "I wouldn't worry about that, she isn't you baby. I'm kinda worried about Rick though.. what if your "bad boy" craving comes back and I'm just not bad enough for you anymore?"She smiled, shaking her head as if this were a. The quivering nose belonged to a now-familiar animal.Gripping my shorts in both hands, I'd just managed to cover my dripping manhood when the owner sashayed through the open door as if she owned the place.Long blonde hair and two muscular tanned thighs bursting out of a tight pair of white designer shorts. Tennis, anyone?But you couldn't play ball in those fancy knee-length cowboy boots. And their owner didn't swing a racket. Instead, she shook her big flaxen hairdo and inhaled deeply,.