..." I'll take it that's good then," she giggled, as her finger found his prostate gland, making him arch his back in pleasure..."Fuck.....what the fu...ks that!" "Typical man....you don't know fuck all" she teased, the wide eyed toy boy, who was putty in her hands. "Just enjoy.....your turn next....I need to cum, badly, too." Honest, Lesley. I'll do my best. Think I'm gonna learn some good shit here. Haha."With her finger arousing him internally, she resumed arousing him externally. This time. I fielded questions about how I do what I do, how those healed also get some of the power to heal. I talked about what happened in Los Angeles and I cried as I told them about the poor girl. They cried with me.I told them about how I almost gave in to despair, but how a brave young boy, himself alone and a victim in a cold, harsh world, was unwilling to go down without a fight. If he could fight, then by golly, I could fight too.I got a cheer after that, and called it quits.I spent another. The couch cushions were a mess, thrown all over the floor. The coffee table had been shoved out of the way. There was a pile of clothes on the dining room table, some men's jeans and boxers and on top of that a skirt, blouse and g-string. The skirt and panties looked like some of Jenn's, I though "huh, what a coincidence." As I was taking in the scene I made sure to stay out of site. As exciting as it was I surely didn't want to be noticed. That would be an embarrassing situation to say the. Her email subject is "A show for you". All there is in the email is a link so I give it a click. I'm surprised when it takes me to an adult webcam website and I have to create an account which I do in a hurry. Finally it comes through and I'm not real sure about it. It looks like a camera set up on a table aimed towards a bed in a hotel room. The bed looks like someone's been wrestling in it but I don't see anyone. There's a box on the left of the screen that says viewers and the number is.