Upon hearing her moan, my cock rose to attention in my pants, urged on by the view I had of her moist swollen labia. I removed my shirt silently and p...t it on the floor.She continued to tug and pull on her excited nipples, lightly purring something over and over, but I couldn't quite decipher what she was uttering. Her hands stopped teasing her perky nipples, and after taking each breast in her dainty hands, she very slowly moved her finger tips down her lithe body. She brought onefinger to her. He obliged me and sank his finger into my tight hole. I felt him start to rub my prostate and almost jumped through the ceiling. It felt so amazing. I moaned and pushed back on his finger more. He asked me if I wanted him to fuck me and I said yes. He lubed up my hole and his cock some more before finally slipping his tool into my no longer virgin hole. He went slow at first, allowing my tight ass to get used to being fucked for the first time. Bet eventually we built up a steady rhythm. After. It jumped up and got bigger, ‘I have a surprise for you.’ Shawn felt a little silly, ‘I like it.’ Susan took his thing in her fingers and wiggled it back and forth in front of her face, ‘Not this.’ Shawn was a nervous wreck. He hadn’t done anything since that day when he had her all tied up. He was a volcano waiting to erupt, a veritable Vesuvius he thought, ready to engulf the poor unsuspecting people of Pompeii. God this felt good. He started to squirm, ‘If not this then what?’ Susan took. "I've never been host-form, but I'm being manipulated, I know it. But how, Cassie? How?"Maybe," Julie said, "you are controlling my emotions. I know I love you, I've finally worked out that I've always loved you, I know that now, but that part of my life has only worked properly since you got back from hospital. It's almost like you have fixed me, have helped me express my love for you as it should be expressed. How do I know what's real? How do I know I still have my free will? What about you?.