He looked around the vast apartment above the Hollywood walk of fame that he had just bought for an impressive sum. Most people could never have affor... it, but John had this special power : he knew how to change reality itself. Sometimes, he would meet a woman, stare her in the eyes, and tell her she was a mindless bimbo with no other ambition in life than sucking his yummy cock. The second after he said it, instead of getting slapped in the face like anyone else would have, he would just see. .. she just couldn't help it. She sobbed into the thin material of Bob Mason's polo shirt, finding a certain security in his masculine nearness and the gentle stroking of his hand on her bare shoulder and upper arm.And strangely, perversely, the images in her brain were starting to have a certain physical effect on Adie as well. She could feel twitching excited sensations deep within her belly, and her vaginal orifice begin to secrete droplets of lubrication, moistening her panties under the. What began as a passionate embrace soon turned brutal, but in the mood I was in, it was what I wanted. With one hand, he undid his trousers, letting them drop to the floor, and then removed mine. Picking me up, he put me on the table, my legs over his shoulders. Then with little warning, he entered me. Hard, forcefully, driving in to his full length. I went off time after time, as he continued. This was not going to be a quickie. Another chap joined us, already naked from the waste down, his. Her breasts perky, and her pussy with barely any hair on it yet. I licked my lips and I could feel my cock rising beneath my robe. I couldnt believe that this moment had finally arrived. I could have cried…it was that perfect. I untied the belt around my robe and let it fall to the floor. Her eyes immediately went to my rising cock. I walked over to the bed and slid on it beside her. I took her mouth in mine. I kissed her deep and passionate. I tongue met. Her mouth tasted like skittles. My.