He’d thought that prolonging the capture might make him feel better. It did, that was certain. He was looking forward to how she’d react to the ne...t set of impulses he’d implanted instead of implanting her with his seed.Even still, something was nagging him at the back of him mind. A tiny little voice whispering, ‘more’. And it was beginning to grow on him.Alexis didn’t go into work that day. It was after 1 pm when she was finally able to stop gasping in self-induced pleasure, and get out of. "I promise I won't ask again. Just let me try it this time." Why can't you be happy getting a blow job like every other normal guy?" she shot back, as she began to get flustered. "You're a fucking mess... My pussy is a fucking mess right now too!"Guy said nothing as he returned to licking her. He moved his tongue up from her outer lips onto her clit and lightly flicked it back and forth. Patty tried once more, using more of her strength to push harder on his head but Guy was having none of it.. I politely asked her "what do you need?". She did not reply but stood hesitating. I again asked "please tell me what you need". She then said "I need some groundnut oil — I will come later to get it". It is a common practice among all our people to barrow such items and later return it. She was about to go and I said to her "I know where it is kept — let me give it to you". She said "I do not want to trouble you". I said it was okay and took the vessel from her and went to kitchen where I. “Thank you, Sister,” he muttered shyly as she slowly unbound the soiled cloths. Abigail gritted her teeth as she removed the final fold of material, revealing his raw red hands. Quickly but gently she cleaned the flesh and refreshed the soothing liniment.“I think you were lucky,” she said with a little smile as she began to wrap clean cloths around the wounds. “Mother Clare is very experienced, and I believe you will recover well with her care.”“With your care too, Sister,” he replied. “Thank.