"I know you won't use your ability to control me," she says softly, and I grow suddenly wary, "but are you willing to use it on me if I want you too?"...y first impulse is to deny her, but if she wants me to, then I won't really be manipulating her, right? "What do you have in mind?" I ask cautiously."I’m just thinking how much more interesting this can be, if you use your switches to stimulate or entice me, while we make love," she says, emphasizing her words with a quick lick along the length. Iwas surprised to note that my cock was still hard, despite a completelack of attention for... how long now? It didn't matter, I couldn't tell.And, while the older woman's saliva had long since dried off my cock, myballs were _really_ wet... sweaty? The old woman turned her attentionfrom my face to my chest. The shots of electricity that followed quicklydistracted me once again. From the position I was reclining, I could feel her breath on my ear, andsee her arms and hands as they gently began. The horses needed to be fed so Maggie and I headed out after breakfast leaving Jolene and Lisa. It was the normal routine which we accomplished a bit slower than normal. By the time we got back to the house Lisa had left. We sat down for lunch. Just as we started to eat, Maggie decided to tell us a little story about what happened after we went to bed. Jolene and I were all ears.I waited until you and Jolene were asleep or at least your door was closed. Then I went to Lisa's room. She was. .”Their fingers rubbed and plunged harder. They stirred my pussy up and sparked fire off my clit. My pussy clenched. The pleasure built and built. My fingers rubbed at both their wet cunts, stroking them, savoring the sensual thrill of gliding my fingers across silky snatches. I bucked, moaned, while they nursed their fill. They drove me to higher and higher heights. My eyes squeezed shut and then shot open.A sky burning with the sun’s setting spun above me. Blink. Starry night, the moon a.