As he slowly worked down my length, he gently pushed me back onto the table. As my head touched the pillow I felt his lips at the base of my shaft mak...ng me let out a loud moan, telling Greg how good his mouth felt around my cock.Greg expertly slid his mouth up and down me for a short time, almost bringing me to orgasm which he must have sensed because he lifted his mouth from me, sliding his body up mine until our faces met, giving me a short kiss before asking me if I wanted to take this to a. . Where had it gone? Did it...? Did it melt into my brain? Had it bonded with my DNA?Did I have mind control powers?Stairs creaked behind me. I froze, hearing footsteps walk up the stairs. I shivered, biting my lips. I had a second to dart into my room and not get caught pointing my pussy right at the door. I should just dive in. My parents wouldn't care. Just think it was my exhibitionist phase and it was perfectly natural for eighteen-year-old girls to walk around displaying their. ... it shouldn't have felt good but it did. His hands squeezed her breasts roughly, kneaded her teats, smashing them together as he sucked and bit on her nipples. More and more excited he got as he played with them, sucking harder and chewing on her tender nubs, making her cry out behind the gag as her nipples slowly turned a raw shade of red. Suddenly he was off of her, and she felt a stab of fear go through her, thinking that now he would take off her pajama pants and **** her... instead he. That would be humiliating for him but I bet would make him worship me more, I reckoned.My next visit will be tomorrow and I was sure he would study the magazine avidly and be ready to tell me what story he wanted me to duplicate. It would be bound to involve a lot of pain, for him, and enjoyment for me.I wondered if he would just be naughty on purpose to earn a spanking? Lots of men would, given the chance of being spanked by a woman they fancied, and I smiled at the thought as it was still.