WasMike's recent harrowing experience involving transforming skinsuits andbattling the forces of darkness nothing but a temporary mentalaberration whi...h now belongs firmly to the past, or is he in foranother round of bizarre happenings?*****The weather had changed. Even though the unusually warm closing days ofOctober were only a couple of weeks in the past, chilly winds were nowlashing the Greensville area mercilessly, and last night had broughtthe first snowfall of this winter. A very fine. Master Ray held them up to his nose and sniffed; then he held them out to Gloria and allowed her to smell the clearly visible wet patch. Gloria was about to open her mouth to taste the panties when they were quickly withdrawn and John was told to put them on and cover his poor excuse for a prick with his slag of a wife’s wet panties.Master Ray then ordered John to go to the corner and stand on tiptoe facing the corner with his hands on his head; Gloria was then told to stand directly. And yes, what we do does make a difference.”“How? How do you know?” Her rage was rolling off her in waves.“Haven’t you been listening? Haven’t you been waking up because of your visions? I know you’ve seen things — things that are going to happen to us. There are choices to make, Bri. Choices that will make a difference!”I watched her pace up and down. She was still angry, still frustrated. Eventually, she turned to me, fists clenched tight.“What about now. Will you tell me what dreams you’ve. I wasn’t sure whether that was good or bad.She said in a sultry tone, “I have been waiting for you to fuck my ass all night. So, you can stop teasing me.”That was all of the invitation that I needed. I released my hold from her, spun her around and dropped her down to her knees. I jammed my cock into her mouth and said, “I want you to get that extra wet. Do you feel me?”She nodded with my cock still in her mouth. She bobbed on my cock for a couple of minutes, sometimes drawing back with a long.