Then, as if to demonstrate how he would use his new "tool", he released his hold on her tits and before she could whimper or groan a complaint, he had...moved his hand between her legs and was rubbing her pussy over her panties.He turned up the fire in her pussy considerably. "Oh God, Peter! Oh, your hand... ohhh, it feels... Ohhh!" She began pushing back against his hand raising up on her tiptoes and spreading her legs wider so he could work her needy pussy easier.This was even better than she. How had I not realized that?"It made me oblivious to its own controls? What about all the times itwent off by accident? Or swapped the wrong thing, or the wrong person?" Well, it's not perfect. Sometimes people's minds wander as they'retrying to use it, sometimes it has a hard time reading certain people,hell, sometimes it just has a mind of its own. We're working on it. Itprobably didn't help though that it kept getting dropped like that."Oh my god." If this is blowing your mind," you laughed.. Keith leads me to his ensuite where he orders me to kneel in the corner. He then has himself a shower and then while shaving he gets me to blow his freshly washed cock. He suddenly grasps the back of my head and forces his cock deep into my throat as he dumps another load into my belly. When he is done he pushes me away and sends me down the living room. When he joins me, he is on the phone.“No, Lady Lisa. I am bringing her home right away. Hope you don’t mind but I gave her a gift.”I can’t her. "Time to lay out the traps again." He trudged up to the second floor, noting that the yellow wall paint was peeling again. Mitch put the key in the lock of door 23, opened it--and had something fall on his head. Something warm, furry and alive! "Ahgh! Getitoff!" Mitch screamed as he flailed his arms. The thing obligingly hopped off his head, and Mitch got a good look at it. He immediately wished he hadn't. He'd heard about 6-inch-long rats from time to time, but hoped never to see.