"just tonight I need you to take care of me ok sweetie?" the only answer I received was his mouth on my womanhood. That was what I needed and I moved...as needed till he got me off. When I was done I struggled out of his bed trying to keep my sperm soaked nightie from getting either of us wet. When I stood I let it down only to feel the clammy cold of his cooled sperm on my skin. I shivered and pulled it up and off saying it was wet and cold with his stuff. I saw him looking at me and blushed. “Haley! Get your feet off that table, girl!” I said sternly.Without missing a beat or even looking in my direction, she replied “God! What EVER!” Then realised with a little shock (and to my satisfaction), that she wasn’t talking to her mother or boyfriend this time. “Sorry mistress!” She said, quickly removing her feet from the table. “I was just…”“No matter, Haley dear.” I paused for few seconds, letting her know that actually, it was a matter. I continued, “Tell me, have you seen Rebecca. After I got my virginity broken, it was hard for me to resist my sex desires, I’d read online stories and watch porn all the time, sex took charge of my mind and my senses. I had to relieve myself to any possible hole! Meanwhile me and Yash used to hangout at each other’s houses very often and watch porn together. But things were clean as common. But I wanted to do something more than watching porn, so I decided to lure him in for sex. On one fine evening we were hanging out as usual, I told. I mean him no harm, nor have I informed my superiors at Homeland security, or this other agency that Mr. Wilshire is back on my radar so to speak," I said.She glanced behind me. Since I had not heard the door open or close, I kept my attention on her."I'll take it from here, Courtney," a voice said from behind me.I jumped to my feet, and turned around. There was Tom Wilshire, standing right in front of me. He had something in his hand that he held out. He looked at it, and then put it in his.