”“So we just need to buy more bedclothes?” Sam asked.“No, we’re good, actually. We’ve got more sets of sheets and stuff than you’d think...in the closet,” Max answered for me.“OK, time out,” I said. Which was good. I had managed to finish off my hot chocolate and had an excuse to gather my thoughts as I walked over to the sink to put down my cup. “Max, Sam, this thing with everything and the boots. I don’t need to be bought or performed for. I don’t want you to be anyone you’re not.”“What are we. Stroke your cock for me while I tease you Linda continued. She walked toward the kitchen area, tell me how much you want to eat it, tell me how much you want to eat my cunt until I let you she says. I tell her I want to eat her out right now to let the coffee go cold I just wanted to eat her cunt.Linda now stood with her legs slighty spread with her back to the door of the appartment, just about as far away from me as she could get. Linda says she loves her new dress, she feels so much more. ”Still holding onto her hair, Will dragged Linda over to his desk where he mashed the button that opened the back wall into the bedroom. He then dragged her on into the bedroom, as Albert got up and followed them.“Now bitch! Get undressed. Strip!” Dr. Pennington demanded, as he turned loose of her hair and slapped her again to make sure that she understood, that she did not have a choice in the matter.Albert sat down in a chair across from the bed and watched as his attractive mother slowly. After making my wish, I fucked Carla Hardings—the famed paranormal investigator who came to Paris to investigate me—on a public bus. When the cops showed up, I fucked elfin-faced Officer Snider up the ass and left her begging for more of my pecker. Then I came to Heather's house and I fucked the girl for three hours straight. I must have cum ten times, leaving buckets of the stuff in her various holes, and wearing the poor slut out.And I was still horny.I was thinking of waking the little slut.