”, you said, continuing to casually stroke her cock “ What do you think? Is there anything you’d like her to do for us? She’s quite willing to...do more than clean.” “I could think of a few things that might not fall under the heading of ‘cleaning’, that she might see to. I think it was very generous of you to hire her for us. How does her cock feel?” “Why don’t you just feel it for yourself. I’m certain Lana wouldn’t object, would you dear? Her cock is very hard.” Lana just smiled. I wasn’t sure. The words themselves were his restraints; Rudy struggled to move, but his wrists and ankles were shackled now by invisible bonds. He was frozen in place, unable to move as the thick gooey fluid dripped free of her cunt and plummeted down to the center of his chest. "GAH!", Rudy screamed as his own sperm splashed down his his chest, and then began searing its way through his skin. Another droplet came out, and another, and another. The drops of glowing fluid grew as they consumed his. .. I tried to console her. I danced with her, listened to her very long story...all frickin night, and basically just let her get it all out. Listening probably helped her some but it didn't change the her mood much. The change came on the dance floor when we finally connected. I remember the moment it happened. The DJ had just put on Bonnie Raitt's song... "I Can't Make You Love Me" when Sally clung to me as we slowly danced and she sobbed uncontrollably into my shoulder. Something happened in. "I really screwed up. I went out for a short drive with a boy I knew, and everything got out of hand. We got wasted, and I stayed out past my curfew."Barbara grinned. Almost honest. She'd heard it was two boys, not one, and she wondered if she could entice Ellen to give her details.The night after she'd heard Ellen had taken on two boys at the same time, Barbara was playing with herself before going to sleep, creating sexy scenarios to heighten her excitement, when she remembered hearing about.