I was overjoyed. “Hey! Welcome in.” was her sensual reply. “Damn yes,” I replied. “How was your day at the conference?” She was well aware...of my conference meet.“As usual boring and cold” I retorted. “Won’t be now. Make yourself comfortable.” were her enigmatic words. We discussed the terms and conditions regarding my fantasies, most of which were agreed upon by her. She was well educated basically located in Delhi.She turned on the soft music as she pushed me over the bed gently. Soon she. She walked the halls, then hurried back to her desk so she would not miss the call from the security people downstairs when Makeeda arrived.Even though she had been soaked and super-saturated for weeks in her deep yearnings for Makeeda as well as her heated, masturbatory sexual fantasies involving her, Laura was unprepared for how she would feel when she finally saw Makeeda waiting for her at the security desk. It didn't help that Makeeda was headed for work and wore the simple, elegant black. In your own ... BLOOD? Was that necessary?” Jessica paled at the thought of me sacrificing my own blood to write this new canon.“Yep, part of the deal, I’m afraid. But it also makes it ... irrevocable, immutable. That’s necessary, too. No more ... revisions. Oh, and in the Book of Jack, I ... correct the ... myths ... and lies ... in Genesis and other books as well. That’s gonna be a shock for a lot of folks, as will the Rapture, mind you,” I chuckled as Jessica now fed me by hand.“I sure hope. I moved back to your clit, picking up speed with the my circles. I kept rubbing your clit while holding and lightly pinching one nipple. Your moaning got louder. Faster and faster I rubbed. My circles got smaller, tighter. Your clit was on fire. Your breathing was heavier. Pleasure was building as the sensations radiated from your clit. I moved my fingers faster and pressed harder. You leaned your head back on my shoulder, back arched, eyes closed, mouth gaping open. My fingers rubbed fast.