.. I don't know..."I didn't want her trying to compare me to anyone else, or worse telling anyone else. It was my turn to put my fingers to her lips. ...You can't tell anyone about this. Only my closest friends know I can do this. I don't want to think what my life would be like if people started coming to me, and I mean by the thousands, to be healed or changed. It's based on my desires, not those of the person I touch."For a moment she stared at me in astonishment. Then she relaxed and looked. As he stared, she spread her legs wider so that he could see the tendons of her thighs and the white panties barely covered her. She began to move her legs so they slightly opened and closed in a gentle and carefree way. As she did so, the fabric of her underwear would slip between her lips revealing the line of her pussy. Peter could not believe he was so lucky to find this person lying in the woods. He could barely take his eyes off of her crotch as she moved her legs. All concern that she. The feeling was quite pleasant, but the thought it brought to my head worried me... I could feel Chris massaging the liquid into my hole. His huge fingers started probing me and I could hardly keep Brads cock in my mouth. Brad put his hands on my head to make sure I didn't pull away and as if they had organised this, that was the moment Chris put the head of his monster cock against my hole. "Now, let's see how good this ass is" I heard him say as he increased the pressure. My hole was. I don’t have an excuse and I wouldn’t offer you one if I did. It was a cute butt so I looked at it. Big fucking deal. My problem is with what this ... person ... called two little boys that I am very fond of. Oh, and I should add, that her employer is very fond of, as well.”The man glanced at his wife.“I asked if they were his children,” she said with a shrug.“Don’t compound your stupidity by lying about it,” I yelled. The guy stepped between me and his wife with his palms upward. “She asked if.