I love the head and swirling my tongue around it. Your cock tastes great and I love how warm it feels in my mouth.” I could feel myself blushing as ... said these things, one part of me being embarrassed but another part of me embracing what I have become. I followed my tried and true routine. Sucking him, stroking him, suckling his balls, rimming his ass, caressing his legs all while trying to maintain as much eye contact as I could. Watching him watch me, added a whole other level to the. What exactly had he said, that they had taught him to hide better, to conceal himself? How would they draw him out? How had they gained his trust and taught him his independence?It took some time to trace the method that I would use. It could be done through code phrases, similar to the ones that we used to drop ourselves into sleep when necessary. They could be hypnotically implanted, triggering the primary personality into a trancelike state; dreamless, so that the subject would not notice a. Kimberly could feel him plowing into her opening her and stretching her with every mighty thrust. She reached up and cluing to him as if she was drowning and he was her lifeguard."Yes! Oh God yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard you bastard! Oh my God! Harder! Harder, dammit!" Kimberly cried. He did just that too, fucking her like he wanted to break her. She took it all crying out, moaning and screaming her delights.Susan was beside herself. She knew just what Kimberly was feeling and she wanted it. She. .." Lenore teased, looking up at Foster."No, my daughter and I will need just the one bed, thank you," and he squeezed her ass.The man at the desk raised his eyebrows and nodded, mumbling something under his breath. He handed Foster the card for their room. "6th Floor" he said, and turned back to his computer.Lenore could feel herself growing wet already. She loved the fact that the concierge already thought they were father and daughter.They headed upstairs together and opened the room. Lenore.