Your face filled with bliss, your eyes rolling back. I love this control total utter control. "You have no idea how bad I wanna fuck you." I smile. Kn...wing fully well I can feel it beneath me. I see the frustration and pleasure written all over your face. "Stay laying here I want my tea." As I get up you reach for your pants. "Nah uh. No releasing till I come back." You stay laying on the floor as I lean against the couch thinking of other ways to tease and pleasure you. Laying there in. I was laughing at her and in the end had to help her undo my jeans and pull them off. She was a girl on a mission with no inhibitions. With my jeans off she slipped the tip inside my undies and ran it up and down my crack. Oohh this was new, and good. I groaned my pleasure and relaxed back while she busied herself between my legs. I was getting very wet and slipped my underwear off. She dragged them down and off my feet, then really took control. She straight away folded my knees. Joe reached outand ran his fingertips up her stocking-clad legs to the smooth skin of herthighs, stopped, and then slowly stroked back down again. When he went upagain, he reached around her to touch her full, smooth ass cheeks. He looked upto see her eyes partially closed and saw the small pink nipples of her breastsalready as hard as pebbles. ?I want you to lie across my lap, Pita.??Yes, Sir,? she whispered.She went to the side of the chair and leanedforward. He helped her down, holding her. The honor guard stopped, so I bowed.“Tell me who you are,” he commanded.“I am John Wayne Cook.”“Tell me what you are,” he commanded.“I am spirit reborn as flesh.”“Tell me why you are,” he commanded.I was silent. It was a trick question.He waited, then grunted. “Come John Wayne Cook. We will eat and you will tell me more.”He stood and I followed him inside to a table. There he joined my honor guard, the two men who had sat vigil with me overnight, and a dozen others sitting at the tables. He.