Either that, or it had been a coincidence that the pain started to reduce.After a few minutes, I was able to access his thoughts. It was a little weir... feeling at first. Sorta like walking into your own room where everything there was familiar, except someone had painted it all bright pink.Joey sat up, and wiped his tears from the pain on his shirt sleeve."Shit, I need some aspirin... " he said.I got him some, and asked, "You feeling okay? Your head feels kinda strange." Yeah, I think so. But. She! Yes! She! This was no pizza boy! No! This was a woman! And what a woman!"Pizza!!" she said, a bit impatiently, again."PPPllease cccome in." I, through my extreme nervousness (it took all my conscious effort), calmly directed her into the living room and motioned toward the couch. She, without a bit of hesitation, without a bit of surprise - almost as if this was a regular occurrence during her nocturnal pizza travels - plopped herself down, opened a box of pizza and enthusiastically began. "Tell me more." He smiled."More," I asked, my hand tightening around his cock. "About sweet little Ashley, our best friends adorable little daughter you claim not to think about?" I wasn't until you started talking about her," he said, but this time couldn't keep the smile from his face."Well I'm glad you weren't thinking of our pretty little school girl, because right now." I pushed his hands from me and standing up, pulled my skirt up and began shimmying out of my thong, "I want you to take. “What am I doing next?” she nervously asked.“Take off all your clothes, then sit on the end of the bed.” Charmaine did as she was told again, covering her breasts and pussy with her hands. “Move your hands and spread your legs slut.”“Please Andy let me stop, this is degrading and immoral.”“You had no problem fucking 3 guys in your garden in front of me, now do as you’ve been told.” She placed her hands either side of her on the bed, then proceeded to spread her legs revealing her pussy. “Much.