That was Donna at the front door. She wanted to borrow something. When she saw the robe I had on, she put two and two together. I told her I would cal... her later," Jill said.I said, "She didn't really interrupt us, we just finished."She said, "You may be done, but I have you where I want. I need some more of that tongue of yours. This time, I want you to see what you are eating. You only ate half of all the cum so far."I was in heaven. Jill threw off her robe and practically jumped on my face.. ”“Ah, Bradley ... poor, poor boy. You did me. My turn.” Big ol’ eyes. “You gonna deny me NOW?”Maybe the wine’s wearing off. “Giving you the option.”“Option this, Brad, dammit!” and she dipped her head down and fastened her mouth over the head of my dick.“Aaaggghhhh!”“Hurt?”“No. Surprise. Great.”“Crossed that line, huh?” she said, looking up at me from my crotch. She tugged my boxers. “Get these off.”That took a second.“Gives me ALL of this,” she said, working over my balls. “I’m assuming YOU. ”“Oh, god, tell me that wasn't real,” Paris moaned, trembling in her designer dress. She was slender and petite, her wavy, dark-brown hair spilling about her paling face. “Did I really beg for Justin to fuck me? To be his sex slave?”“Yes,” I growled, thrusting harder. “So you better not give Aurora shit this time. I may not be able to mind-control you any longer, but I won't let you hurt my sex slave!”“Master!” Aurora moaned in delight, her asshole squeezing down around my dick. “I'm not. “Whatever gets me fixed, but...” She wheezed. “Just start soon, okay?”“Okay.” He grabbed her foot and pushed her pant leg up. It looked like a bone in her shin had popped up, so he gave it a tentative push. “So, just shove it back?”“You can try. I’ve had this break before. It seems that my injuries cause weak points sometimes. Twist my foot around and then push on the raised part.”He felt nauseous, but tensed his jaw and did what she said. Her skin was cool to the touch, and he almost got sick.