The woman in the mirror also frowned, although she put so much more sex into it. Almost pouting with need! How did this happen? Why did this happen, a...d why to me? I still couldn't move a muscle, except for breathing and blinking, and moving my eyes around. The woman reflecting back at me was one hell of a looker that much was certain. If I can somehow get control of my body back, maybe there's something else in the box that can help me. Unbidden, words reverberated inside my head, whispering. I called Ms. Carson and she’s excited about meeting Mom, especially after I told her what Mom looks like and that she and I sleep naked together a lot.”“Damn girl, what about the boy next door?”“Mom wants to meet him too and she said that if I wanted to, he could come out some time and we could ride Gramps 4-wheeler.”“Hey, my friend is really growing up. I’m proud of you Cassidy, you’ll have lots of friends now, enjoy it all girl, and have fun. Maybe your Mom and Gramps will let you have a. Kneeling beneath you, his mouth kissing against your inner thighs, the brush of his stubble against your skin, you gasp, the need to feel his mouth upon you becoming desperate, a deep urge begging for more. Everything was so wrong but you were beyond caring. You knew the risk but it was too late. You wanted and needed him, finding yourself swaying your restrained body more vigorously, offering no resistance to this dark and broody alpha male. Here you were, hidden in a stable, hands tied above. He then started to undress. He stood in the middle of my room naked. Brad is really handsome. He’s about 6’0” and has a very muscular figure. He’s in the gym a lot and works his biceps and his legs. He likes to run and is very physical. He has brown short hair and the bluest eyes you've ever seen. Brad is quite dreamy. I guess you could say I have a little crush on him. “First, you all need to get my cock hard. Hand jobs are a wonderful way to get me excited. Then you can all take turns sucking.