I could tell her hands were very strong. They must be, doing this kind of work.A few lovely moments later, she repeated this with my left arm. Once sh... finished with my arms, she stepped back next to my head and began to work her majick on my neck and shoulders. As she worked, I could feel her occasionally bumping the top of my head. I was face down on the table, so I wasn't quite sure which part of her lovely body was touching me."You take very good care of your skin," I heard her say, "it is. You've demanded that there be no talking. I'm here for one purpose only. Your satisfaction. I walk over, drop to my knees and unzip your pants. You're commando and your cock flops out of your paints into my face. Without hands I lick the lenght of your cock and take it int my mouth. Soft you're 6" but as I take you in my mouth you start to grow. Soon I'm gaging on your hard 8" thick cock. The head is beautiful, swollen and thick. I reach up and pull your jeans over you hips to the floor and as. He brought his hands down to the back of their necks and stroked them gently. They stopped what they were doing and looked up at him. While he had a lot of things he wanted to do to them, he needed to know a bit more about his ability.He relaxed his brain as much he could, to try and make sure he wasn't controlling them. Went they did not seem to react he asked:"Why are you doing this?" Because we like it!" Sara said."Why do you like it?" Peter asked. He knew that normally this would be a weird. He grabbed a bunch of it,it felt so soft. "Why oh why didn't I read that paper more carefully.well there is no turning back now" He sat down on the couch again with asad look, his lips curled down and his eyes watered up. He felt a hand on his shoulder, it was Brittany."It's ok, these mood swings are just part of the changes, it will be justok" Matt stood up and Brittany hugged him and he sobbed". In his squeakyvoice Matt said "What's wrong with me, I'm a guy, guys don't cry likethis."Brittany.