I look up at Eli when he taps my shoulder, holding out a plate full of pancakes. I smile and I take it from him, my hand shaking at the weight. ‘Hey...’ I yell when Danny yanks the plate from my hand and sets it in front of me. ‘Where else are you hurt? Your ankle and wrist? Is that it?’ I nod and I take a small bite of my pancakes, the bitter taste erupting on my tongue. Not even pancakes taste good right now. ‘I need to talk to Grace..,’ Luke says, his voice sharp. ‘Oh no you don’t! The last. “So all I have to do is think something and it will happen? What if I’m out shopping and I see a beautiful woman. What if I think ‘I’d like to see her naked’, will she strip for me right there? What if I really didn’t want her to do it, it was just a dirty thought that crossed my mind. How do I control it?” You have to actively want it to happen, you must push your thoughts to her, you must make her do it. It is difficult to explain, to put in words. It is like moving your hand, you can think. Tamera looked up at me with my cock in her mouth, with a look like I'm going to suck you dry. She was giving me one of the best blow-jobs that I have ever had. Tamera played with my balls and sucked on them as well. I warned her that I was getting ready to cum, but she just kept on going like she wasn't going to stop. Then I cried out in sheer pleasure saying, "Oh shit I'm cumming, I'm cumming, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop it feels so fucking good, please suck that fucking cock dry."She. ." she opened her mouth and I slid my cock in. She tightened her lips around the shaft and I started to fuck her pretty little lips. "ohhh.. yes, you are a pro, aren't you baby- your mouth feels so good- now, spread your legs while you do that. Christy, get some shots of her pussy too..." It felt so good, I can't even describe it... after so long of fantasizing, it was finally true and it was better than I'd imagined! I needed to fill her pussy now- I picked her up and laid her on the couch,.