I recognized him--The Director of The Department of Procreation. He sat across from me."I prefer the Institute," he told me."You're not..." I said."No... Elaine likes to pass what people are thinking to me, especially when they are thinking about me." He looked at the door. "Even when it's not necessary!" Sir, I'd like to apologize for what happened," I said."Please," he said with a dismissive wave. "It went according to plan." With no disrespect, sir," I said. "I took over a courthouse." Like I. I began stroking him in rhythm with his mouth on my own cock, and I realized that with all those hours of jacking myself off it just seemed natural for me to have a cock in my hand. I closed my eyes and as he sucked I stroked. As I moved closer and closer to cumming I lost all thought that here I was with some guy's cock in my hand. I just knew that those lips felt good on my own cock, and that I had one in my hand, as if it were nothing new or unusual. My hips were pumping and pumping. She asked where we were going and i honestly couldn't think straight so i said somewhere quiettook me a while to make a coherent decision about where to park the car because of the attention i receivedwhen we got the the school parking lot and stopped i was about ready to devour her but i took my time we went into the back and she sat in the seat giving those eyes that i can never deny, fingers brushing her lips, the other hand resting on her already unbuckled pants giving a look of pure lust. “Sarah, I’m still not clear on how I can help. I know there’s a plan roaming around in that pretty little head of yours, but I still have the same old problem. I can read newspapers, but I can’t read minds. Talk to me”.There was a long pause as Sarah studied the floor, deep in thought.“Brian, when I was fourteen, I fell deeply in love with my big brother, and I think he was in love with me, too. In all these years, I never stopped loving him, and now . . . well . . . I need my big brother to.