She was a bit chunky but made up for that with a pair of 46D bosoms and a pair of gold squarish glasses with half-moons for reading."Come on in, Mr. H...ckey, here is a box of fuses I have been replacing, all blown." Actually, they're not blown, they opened because there was an overload. Let me check down cellar and see what's going on."I did and it was as I figured, the old knob and tube story. Low amperage fuses and circuits that had to be at least forty years old, not enough juice for the. Our captive couldn't feel even our most heavy-handed efforts to sift through his thoughts.We almost had to stop the first time the phrase 'zone of coercion' sprang into our thoughts. Ginny and I had been big fans of the Legendary author and Space Opera icon E.E. 'Doc' Smith, and had read his entire Lensman series multiple times. We had compared ourselves to the heroes and heroines of his stories on more than one occasion, and that phrase had such a Doc Smith over-the-top feel that we almost. I just wanted to return the umbrella” she said“If I remember well, you have no one at your place. Wasn’t that the reason you borrowed the umbrella in the first place?” I made a point.Knowing I had a valid point she didn’t argue much and accepted my offer to come in. This was the first time she was coming into my house when there was no one else but only me in it. She had come earlier as well But then It was either when my ex gf was around or only to drop off the Eid delicacies. She was. I’ve wanted you to blow me for so long.”I wanted to answer him, but his hand was on my head, directing me, taking charge. That sent a sexy thrill through me. He was in charge, dominating me. I think I might do anything he asked. Well, anything that was sexy and within reason.My pussy clenched. My cousin’s cum leaked down my thighs. I shoved my right hand between my legs, rubbing at my messy flesh. I was so wet and sticky. I savored the proof of our lovemaking as I rubbed at my pussy, exploring.