Things...that are...terrible!" she sobbed. "I can't stop it!" She wiped her eyes again. "And the only time I can be in any kind of control is when ...'m around other women. But because of...things...they shun me!" She dropped her head again, bawling aloud. "I can't take any more of this!" she wailed.Anya sighed. "I know," she said soothingly. Even though she sensed the desperation in Alison's voice, Anya didn't know what else to do. "I wish I could help you. Really, I do."Alison looked. “No, don’t say anything yet,” Joan said, her tone continuing to be firm and strong. “You have no idea how happy I am that I was right about you,” she added, backing away slightly as she did, “but there’s something I need to ask you before we let this go any further.”“And that would be?” Constance asked anxiously, her own sense of excitement overwhelming caution.“Who is it that I’m inviting into my bed,” Joan said as she stood up and then turned around to face Constance on the couch. “Constance. You're not really a dyke at all, you're my pet." Your pet?" she repeated, shocked by the term."Yes, pets are loyal and obedient, and they're always eager to please," I explained."I sound like a faithful dog," she said, slightly annoyed by my analogy so far."And pets get rewarded," I said, standing up and going to my closet to grab a toy I'd purchased just the day before for the completion of this conquest.She didn't speak, overwhelmed by the cascading events."Get on the bed and get undressed,". . shitttt!" Jack gasped and jerked his hips back, yanking his manhood out of the sizzling pre-teen with an audible suctioning sound."Sssplop!"Unfortunately it was too late. Jack couldn't remember ever having cum so hard in his adult life. If semen were bullets it would have exited the top of the girl's head and gone right through the wall, so powerful was the force behind the twin eruptions he'd hurled into Emily Brand's vagina before pulling free of her. Jack's third and forth ropey white.