I’m not sure if you can hurry it up by trying to force it,” Wally said, taking Alex’s hand into his and kissing it.I said, “My understanding i..., when people sense something from the coin, that indicates they have the potential, but it doesn’t necessarily mean it will develop. However, it nearly always surfaces with those who are frequently exposed to telepathy. Just learning how to think messages to Wally should be enough.”“But ... Wally?” Alex said, putting the coin between Wally’s and his. I know a bit about how a boy works. You're just at the border between pain and bliss. Is it too much? You need a break , baby? Alright, I'll push up on my arms and stop moving. I'll bend over you, my face very close to yours, and I'll have a look into your astonished eyes. You're breathing strongly, but you don't want me to go. Our crotches remain entwined, and you're fondling my chest and my shoulders as if you wanted to make my strength yours. Well make it yours, baby, you've deserved it well. Yes, yes I get talked into climbing over the lil mini wooden gate and find myself on hands/knees getting fucked like a dirty slut. He came in me twice, then he had to take pics of my ass/cunt which he posted here. Then he needed one more fuck, he pulls me off the floor and bends me over a bench. I'm bent feeling his hands on my ass, waiting for him to fuck me again when all of a sudden he starts running, whispering, run bitch hurry up. My pants are round my ankles and I'm struggling to run and. I’m always interested in hearing from my readers.This story is a complete work of fiction and in no way reflects the views of the author. It is intended for the eyes of legal adults only. Any similarities to persons living or deceased are purely coincidental. It was the only major sin Rachel Drum had ever committed, but she convinced herself long ago that it was justified. The collection bin was not just for the priests, after all, but for charity. There wasn’t the slightest thing.