I started fucking her mouth with my dick. This time, I shoved it down her throat, making her gag on it and releasing her at intervals. From the expres...ion on her face, she loved it. I fucked her face a few more times before shooting my loads down her throat. She swallowed every drop, smiling at me.“Damien… finish up and come fuck me hard,” she told me as she walked away.In less than ten minutes, I was done with work, and ran the short distance to my room, getting rid of my clothes.I found Elle. "You think this is really funny, don't you, Thalia?" she said. "Well, I'll show you funny!"I screamed as her fast hands darted around the tree and grabbed my toga. A quick tug and I was as naked as she."You're not Thalia," she said, looking at me with a puzzled expression.I tried to hide my nakedness behind my hands. "Give that back," I said, grabbing for my toga."Come and get it," she said, giggling, and running back the way she came.I ran after her. It was impossible to try to cover myself. Amanda turned my head to the side and bit my neck until she drew a small amount of blood. She then sucked the blood, and moved to my lips so that I could taste it upon her lips. Then she bit her own lip and let me taste her blood. The taste of our blood upon her lips set of an explosion of lust that had built up since Jane was killed.There was something else that happened with the mixing of our blood that I didn't pay any attention to in our passion. A strange sort of heat moved from my lips to. Mark smiled again. That was the operant conditioning. If Marcia wanted to escape the morning sex ritual, she could send Frank a suggestion to do something wild. She now had an incentive to spice up their sex life.With the dual conditioning program in place, Mark clicked on the editor icon and returned to working on his pet software project. The sockets were working properly and he was slowly getting the HTTP handshaking worked out. By the end of the week, he would be getting the HTML parsing in.