"Go ahead!, she said, "They don't bite! Unless you do!" I gently suckled on her as she sighed, holding my head to her chest with one hand and digging...into my pants with the other. We kissed again. Another long, slow sloppy, wet kiss as her slender fingers wrapped around my cock. Another electric jolt! No one, beside myself, had ever wrapped their hand around my cock. I couldn't help it! I came in a rush, spewing cum all over her hand and the inside of my boxers."Feel better now?" she smiled as. ? ?Stopwhile you are ahead,? I warned her. ?Youtreat me like child.? ?Actlike child and you will be treated like one.? ?Fuckyou.? Withher words, I turn left on to 16th street and go beyond were the roadends and into a vacant lot. It is on the bay, dark and desolate. She looks overat me and realizes she has gone too far. Grabbing her by the hair, I slap heracross the face. Theslap brings a glazed calm to her. Her response is similar to when you pick up apissed-off cat by the scruff of the neck,. 'He doesn't know I take a copy of every tape.'We were crouched over a monitor in Smee's workshop looking at the colored image of a mature woman masturbating. She was in her early thirties, I guessed, and a natural blonde. She had trimmed her pubic hairs neatly but a golden blush showed clearly. She seemed to draw inspiration for her fantasies from a stack of old 'Detective' magazines.'What do you mean, Smee, by saying "it's for him"?' I asked.'The Vicar. He doesn't sleep with her. But he likes. Hetty barked out a laugh. “I’d love to see that happen. Maybe a glut and then when things settle down, we could increase our sales again and hopefully convince more people to buy from me. It’s not like you need the coin and we do have crystals to spare.”“I have that room downstairs full of boxes of crystals. I was going to ask you if we could move more. Your cavern seems to have gone a bit berserk of late. I was also going to ask if you could get me an assistant to help me around here.”“Yes,.