On the morning of the 12th, Lynn got into her little red Miata and headed out for Vegas like her ass was on fire. Inside Lynn's mind, I'd programmed h...r to believe that she knew my plans, knew how I was going to come after Vincent. She knew that she had to get to Vegas before me.Late that afternoon, I said goodbye to Natalie and Angela by phone, briefly touching their minds to make sure that they would not follow me. They, regardless of the outcome, would remain in San Jose. If Vincent won,. You know that right? But it’s OK, honey, I’m going to turn you into the happiest masturbator who ever lived. You’re going to be my little jack-off!”“Couldn’t we just have sex one time?” I pleaded.“Oh you mean a pity fuck” she said. “Listen I’ve been thinking about that and I think it’s a really bad idea. If I let you fuck me once then you’re going to want to do it again, and… I don’t think we should go down that road. I might ruin what we have between us. Remember, you’re going to be my. Most nights he will cum several times, once we enjoyed him cumming seven times. This usually happens right on the couch. On occasion he will take her to his bed. He usually tells me to sit on the CHAIR IN THE CORNER. Thursday night was great. Brett said before I got there, that there would be no video. We drank some wine, and had a little smoke as we caught up on things. Afterwards, I read out loud a few stories that Gurltown and another had written about Brett and Agness. They began making. Her spicy sweet scent surrounded and enthralled him, he knew if he didn’t taste her soon he would die, she had become like a drug to him. He kissed his way back down her body stopping only to kiss each nipple and slight womanly curve of her stomach. He slid the garter belt down her legs and then spread her thighs. He licked her woman’s lips and then pressed his tongue into her, rolling it around inside of her. She arched her back and clawed at the bed coverings. She was sweet and tangy like a.