To break the spell, she offered to give him a tour of the house...it just turned out that the bed in our bedroom (which was conveniently on the opposi...e end of the house from the c***dren's rooms equipped with "listening" boxes so she could monitor them even when far away) had been conveniently "turned down" with a nice assortment of Hershey's "titty" candy on the pillow. When they entered, she took a seat on the edge of the bed and patted it, inviting him to sit, too. Pretty soon both were. You were hanging a picture with a nail I gave you. You said that you didn’t think I had one that was big enough. Story of my life, I replied. I was crazed. Literally crazed. I couldn’t think straight, I couldn’t concentrate, couldn’t think of anything but you. Pure lust was part of it, but mostly you were fun, smart, witty, and sweet. You gave me feelings of love and lust and joy that I hadn’t felt in a long time, if ever. It was so frustrating I couldn’t do anything about these. I would heal faster from injuries, shrug off most illnesses, and recover faster from those I couldn’t ignore. I guess the health nuts had that much right, anyway.The three Mouseketeers came to my house after school, a bit nervous that my mother was home and surprised when she simply waved at the girls when I took them back to my room.“Your mother doesn’t care that you have three girls in your room?” Alicia asked, looking shocked.“Nope. She’s pretty cool like that.” I said, playing it off. No. You are begging me to go faster and at one time you even reach under your legs to try and rub your clit. As soon as I see this, I again slap your ass again; "Whap!" You are dying…I can hear you almost crying to cum…begging me to let you cum. "I am going to make your cum so hard, you are going to pass out." I say into your ear in a sultry whisperYou are squirming under me, moaning, begging, pushing your ass back into me and frankly, I don't know how I have lasted this long. Every time I start.