Both of them were rapidly nearing nirvana at the same pace, and it looked as if both would get there at about the same time. However, I had one last h...nt for Denise. ‘Now, Denise, wet a finger and gently rub her tight, little asshole.’ It was such a lovely sight to see Denise, the prim lady, spit on her finger, reach around, and push it between Karen’s cheeks, all while laughing like a young girl. She had to shift her finger about some to find her target, but when she did, the results were. Fournier saw nothing wrong with this. He had an almost inexhaustible supply provided by Tessier. They are both heavy addicts at the moment." I want them back so they can be treated." Normally I would agree with you but we have two serious problems. Fournier wanted slaves not humans. Part of it was being a male with a high testosterone level but most was his defective personality. Think of the greatest atrocities done to people and you will get a small understanding of what the girls went. I wanted it in me, but he continued to tease me, sliding it up, down and around the length of my opening. His left hand returned to stroke the hair away from my face. "All you aright?" He repeated, now looking me in the eyes. "Yes Sir" I replied. My burning blue eyes begged him more than any words could. He tucked the hair behind my ear and then grasped my ponytail and pulled firmly enough for me to understand. I lifted my upper body off the couch, and with my hands on the edge of the couch. "Please," James pleaded with himself internally, with his own power, "please… help me." He unspooled the dense magic and pulled it out. Like the first time he'd discovered and used the strange power, the magic came quickly and readily. It poured into him, filling him with vigor and strength. Like the first time, it didn't want to stop flowing out of James – seeking to ceaselessly empower the man with all the magic he could bear.Unlike the first time, James didn't stop it.He accepted the power;.