He smiled. Even in her misery, she was a beautiful woman. Once she had been broken and rebuilt the right way, she was going to be a trophy that would ...ake every straight man writhe in envy. It was glorious to be a mind reader. He had the toolset he needed to do marvelous, subtle, and sophisticated things to her mind, even without taking control of her. Maybe he’d get lucky and she would take Brian to bed. He would be able to do most anything to her then and no one would say anything.Hurry up,. It’s not good, but it won’t go that far. Now, let’s stop talking about such unpleasant things, missy. No more shop talk, either. Let’s clock out and have that date ... at my place. And you’re going to cook for me. When you’ve done that, we’ll see what comes next, alright? Now, taste yourself on my fingers. You know that you want to do it. Aren’t you curious?” Hepburn invited Annette, who felt chills down her spine as she licked his fingers clean of her own juices.“Damn ... very good! I actually. I didn’t know whether I was thicker than my uncle Sureshbhai or not, neither I was interested to know. But I was sure that for her the feeling was different, and that is why she was moving her legs in air and moaning like uhh and aah.I pushed little more and she scream and hold me tight with her and I pulled out suddenly and pushed in till my pubic bone pressed on her bone. I was fully in her. She stopped making noises; I started pulling out and pushing inside. And with each stroke I use to. ?Tell me you like this.? ?Yesss,? she hissed,head dropping then slamming back as she orgasmed onto his hand. Sara slumped as the orgasm cleared from her body, and shivered as the sweatalready began to cool. He kissed her again, and then forced her to spread herlegs as widely as possible while still supporting her. Sara tried to closeher legs, hating feeling this exposed, but was slapped this time on her cuntand resignedly kept them open. ?That was beautiful, love. I'm glad you enjoyedyourself,?.