“Why’d you leave so soon?” I asked.“Well, he wanted me to go out with him, and you knowthat’s always my signal to walk away,” she replied,...allthe while feeling my cock. I reached over and slippedmy hand up her dress and began fingering her pussy.She’s always wet after these encounters, but this timewas something else! Her panties were literally soaked,something I’d never felt before. My fingers slippedinto her pussy like it was coated with k-y jelly and Icould tell she was quite swollen down. How he almost killed my brother for nothing more than money. Still who was I to judge him? I had used my power to harm him, even though I had managed to protect my cover and save my brother, I had still purposely harmed another human being, unlike Ryan, this time I knew what I was doing. Therefore, I decided there and then, that no matter what, I would not let my anger or my personal feelings towards another human, force me to use my powers harmfully against them again.Now though I had other. His big dick grew and grew and it grew. The more he thought of that girl, and the more he rubbed his growing dick, the bigger and harder it got. Nothing like that had ever happened to the thirteen year old boy. Just thinking about this girl and rubbing his dick, was not only making it bigger, it was making him feel very good too. It felt so good he couldn't stop doing it. Before he knew it, he was actually jerking on the damn thing, pulling on his dick like he never pulled on it before. . Her ass always pushed out, her belly flat, her breast pushed forward, not too much. Her arms had to be placed elegantly, despite the obscene positions she usually was in. Her face always had to be with a seductive smile. Her movements, even when whipped, had to be sensual. It was one of the most difficult tasks, as the pain, or just the discomfort, the humiliation of the situation, distracted Donna. She just couldn’t keep posing during a whole session. She often broke down and cried out of.