If she was using psychology on me, it worked. In fact, it worked so well, I got that drawer I was hooked to back open.“No, use this one!” I exclai...ed, watching her stroke that beast.Seeming disappointed, she pouted, “Are you sure?” and stuck her bottom lip out.“Yeah!” I exclaimed, nodding my head frantically.“Well, if you insist.” she mused, dropping the heavy object back in the drawer, “Better be safe than sorry I suppose.” closing the drawer.“You could fuck my dick you know.” I pointed out,. With a completely clear field, and standing behind several feet thickness of earthworks and several feet down in a trench, he indicated to her a target a good distance away and told her to get on with it. Drawing herself to her full height, she concentrated on the target and blew a very hot flame. It was unfortunate that the wind chose that very moment to blow across the field, and the flame went adrift towards the barn. The resulting conflagration would have caused little damage, but for the. When it's over, I thank her for the show, and breakfast... and dinner last night... and oh yeah, the sex.“Yeah, about that,” she starts, turning sideways to face me and flop her legs over mine. “I'm glad we did it. I wanted to, and I figured last night, what better opportunity? Now that I know that you didn't do it, well, just to do it... I mean, this morning you didn't regret it and wanted more...” she trails off, uncharacteristically.“Yes...?”“Well, to be blunt... there's more where that came. That's what made me want to do stuff--knowing that they wouldn't go any farther than I wanted to go.Relishing the wet tongue between my legs, flicking against my clit, circling my lips, stabbing me oh so sweetly; returning the favor, first with Sylvia until she arched and tensed, then with Ryan, his cock warm and stiff with skin so smooth and soft, full and round in my mouth.Getting hotter and hotter as Ryan thrust and thrust lion-style behind Sylvia. Her grunts and growls and moans and my.