I asked her to come closer as I tasted my precum inside her mouth as we tongue kissed.I held her breasts and had a quick suck as this time she held he... breasts and guided her nipple into my mouth. I held her back in an embrace as I suckled her. A few sucks later, I switched positions and lay over her, and knelt between her legs. I stretched her out and examined and evaluated the best fuck position. Her belly would obviously be a hindrance.I picked up a few pillows and lay it at the corner of. .please!" I whimpered. I buried my head in my hands as I startedto cry . . . when I did, I began to feel my face pulling and stretchingto remold itself. When I took my hands away, the face remainingwas no longer mine. I dropped to my knees in shock as the tinglingsensations of my morphing finally started to subside.When I regained my composure, I reluctantly stood to gaze at myreflection in the mirror. As I stood, my tattered pants fell to thefloor revealing a pair of white cotton jockey. She led me to the stairs. As we walked past the study, I saw Mr. van Hoek reading the paper. I was sure he saw us. He didn’t say anything or even move. She led me upstairs to her room, pulled me in, and shut the door.She moved around the room lighting candles. She lit some incense that smelled like lavender. She turned off the lights except for a soft one above her canopy bed. The scene looked like something out of a Disney movie. She put on music, a smooth jazz station by what I could tell.I. I didn't have the money, and he said he would pay it if I had sex with him. I had no choice... ''Yeah, Vickerman was like that. I heard a rumor that he even blackmailed another psychic who committed suicide, after he threatened to have her kids sent into child protective services if he wasn't allowed access to her ten year old daughters.''That's disgusting, if it's true, then good riddance to him. I may use my powers to get some stud, but I would never use them on a child, or force myself on.