The part I like is that the words are tempered with a feeling or an emotional sense that when spoken can get lost. Hmm, although I said 'words' I'm re...lly referring to thoughts or concepts. Does that help?" How about if we tightly link like we do some times?" With that they pulled into each other mentally as they had done in the past. "How about now?" Oh. Wow. The objects for all of you just merged and the other two objects have moved to touch your combined object. Very interesting." With that. I think I notice a trace of reluctance when her hands stop oiling her breasts. She is mesmerizing the room. She returns to my side, bends over, and begins to massage me with her well oiled breasts. The heat from her body increases the heat on my skin. After completely painting the area of my chest with her breasts, she moves lower. Forward and backwards, up and down, her breasts caress my now fully erect cock. The sensation is like no other I've had. You are as aroused as me. Your eyes are. .now we were ready to fuck her upstairs in the bedroom !Even as we mounted the stairs i could see so much cunt juice dripping all down her stocking tops to her heels...the ex continued to finger her at every step of the stairs until she was laid on the bed ready for 'Me' to eat and lick her cunt out.I began by rubbing and fingering her while she wore her lace panties as she laid back on the bed, her ex was busy stroking and rubbing his huge cock into a pair of her stockings and panties as he. He had used my own camera to take pictures of me sucking all those Black cocks and now was taking a close up of my face. With one move of his thumb he could send those pictures to everyone on my contact list. How did this all happen. How am I going to get myself out of this fix. Now my tall, Black persecutor was going through my wallet and pulling out my credit cards. ?How much money you still got on these credit cards,? he said. He had all three cards in his hand. I knew there was.