With a moan, you rake your hands through my hair. I switch to the other nipple and let my hand travel down to the button on your shorts. As my tongue...laves your nipple, I unbutton your shorts and slide the zipper down. Your legs open slightly as my hand keeps traveling down the outside of your shorts. You’re heat almost burns through your shorts as my fingers trace over your crotch. When I feel your hips roll with my hand I bring my hand back up and push into your shorts. As I start to. He felt that was something he definitely should have known but quickly calmed down and let Craig talk. Craig had a child when he was seventeen back in Alabama. That made the kid ten years old. Apparently the mother was doing a good job raising "Little Craig" and he wasn't worried about him. He said it was important that they meet and it was time to take a road trip to Alabama to meet the rest of his family. His mom and dad were divorced. His dad was still in Alabama living with a woman and. I looked at him and he finally spoke."This afternoon I will watch you punish yourself for going too easy on your tits while I was away"I gulped, wonder what he had in mind, oh well I was sure to find out.He handed me a piece of paper, and walked off into his study. I stood there, tits poking out, getting redder all the time, it took me a minute before I read the paper. "Perform each of the following actions on the pieces of paper I give you" - there was one instruction below.1) come into the. Finally, the ultimate secret weapon of the facility was carefully hunted down and acquired. A mutant psychic of incredible power, whose psionic abilities could rival any of the other prime psychics on the planet. The young teenage specimen was perfect – incredibly powerful but young enough to be impressionable and easily manipulated. Soon, after various medical treatments and procedures, the psychic was almost nothing but a brain in a tank, and that brain’s power was amplified and enhanced with.