My mouth was getting tired by now. How many was that? Six? Seven? It had become a challenge. As I swallowed the last of the cum from yet another cock ...was that eight or nine?) it suddenly pulled back through the hole and it got very quiet. Some sharp words I didn’t quite understand were said and I heard the door close. I wondered what had happened and as I was about to look through the hole again my door opened. One of the attendants from the front of the store was looking in. “Don’t you think. “Yessssssssss, Mine.” he growled, as she ground her slit into him. All her humanity was stripped away; she was pure rutting animal now. Howls and snarls interspersed with her screams as she rode the currents of release. He watched her jerk and convulse, impaled on his shaft.“Yours!” she cried out and collapsed forward on to his chest. He grasped her hips firmly and began to move her up and down on his hardness. Still drifting, she took up the motion, riding him in the. ... andthen i slowly start to slid it deeper and deeper untill my whole finger is inside ur sweet wet pussyand i slowly pull my finger out and while pulling i start to flicker my tongue on ur g-spot ... then ii then slid the finger slowly in and out of ur wet pussyand as im slowly sliding my finger in n out of ur pussy i keep licking and sucking n flickin my tongue on ur g-spot ...and as i keep doing that... i then pull my finger fully feel your juices on my fingerso i took the juice covered. Minds are chaotic. If it’s possible to control what you think, I haven’t figured it out. I’ve never read anyone else who could do it either. I’ve told you all before that I don’t take offense at what people think. I save my anger for when someone intends to hurt me. I submit that among ourselves we have no right to take exception to each other’s thoughts unless the thought was intentionally crafted to hurt.But even if I didn’t mean to, I hurt Leanne badly.Leanne has a weakness. She is insecure.