He had an irrational hatred of them all. He wished he could make them all pay for thinking they were too good for him. After several hours of shouting...obscenities at the screen he decided to go to bed.That night, as he slept, he saw in his dreams a fiery portal. Out of the portal stepped a well dressed, attractive woman. "Hello John," she said, "I feel your hatred."John was confused. He didn't know this woman, or why she was talking to him. "I feed on your hatred. It makes me strong." She said,. We played nightly for the rest of that visit ... again, just repeating the routine she had established – looking at one another and touching each other in very sensitive areas with our lips. It was very enjoyable. After each game, I would put my pajamas back on and go to my own bed only to take my pajama bottoms down and rub my cock until I came. It did not take long after that most enjoyable "foreplay." That was the only time my cousin and I had the privacy to play like that. She never. That was amazing. Can I do it to you?" Please do."She positioned herself between my legs and found my clit. She started slowly licking and sucking it as I gave instructions. I finally got her right where I wanted her, and her tongue flicked my clit."A little harder and faster," I moaned.She followed directions well and I started to cum."Don't quit," I begged.I rode her tongue, as I had others before, cuming over and over. Finally I lifted her head and tried to catch my breath. She slid up next. We said our goodbyes to the Three Amigos and then I took the two girls to bed. We fucked like bunnies for hours and just as we were about to fall asleep at dawn, I thanked Katy for a wonderful birthday present. Both she and Diane giggled. “Silly boy,” Katy cooed, “This was just your birthday party. You don’t get your presents until next weekend on your real birth date.”Chapter 6Katy, Diane, and I were exhausted. We had spent the Saturday after the party screwing around, in more ways than one..