I lay prone in my chair panting hard as my cunt continues to twitch. My heavy breathing subsides and my energy returns, I look down at Jane sitting on...the floor her legs wide open showing off her glistening cunt dripping juices leaking down her slit. I stand and offer her my hand and pull her up, my lips touch hers and she opens her mouth her tongue searching for mine. I run my tongue around her lips, inside her mouth and over her teeth; with her lips she sucks in my tongue and caresses it with. I had a bump on my bonce as big as a duck’s egg from one of the Russians anyway. A letter on ‘borrowed’ NHS hospital stationary explained in English and Spanish that my injuries meant I was unable to speak, therefore seeing a noggin specialist in Madrid. Hopefully Freddie would doctor Mikey’s UK passport with my photo for an easier return trip. I was still seeing my parole officer once a week. Tailing ‘Ashtray’ Ange (Freddie’s nickname, not mine, I find there’s no-one more zealous than an. I didn’t see any other options. I didn’t know any way to make it work in my favor. So, I was stuck. I made a magical agreement with her and I had to fulfill my part of that bargain. I had to make her cum.There was only one thing that might help me, and to use it, I had to touch her. I could glean her recent memories and learn what made her decide to force this. I might even get lucky and learn something that would turn this in my favor, though I couldn’t imagine what that would be. Gleaning her. Amber was 5'2 and Ashley was 5'1 though. They both had beautiful round asses that filled out whatever pants they wore nicely. The only other big differences were that Amber's hair had some slight waves to it and Ashley's hair was perfectly straight, and that Amber's breasts were big DD's while my Ashley's were perfectly shaped C-cups.So when Ashley told me we were going to fuck the living daylights out of Amber to teach her some manners, I was all game. I loved everything about Ashley's body.