Even though she would have liked to spit in his face, strangely she could do nothing. She feared them and as such, although she was unaware, deep with...n her brain, because of its altered chemistry, that fear was transforming her into an obedient slave. On the surface she could still harbor thoughts of rebellion, but already she could not act upon them, and soon even those thoughts would be replaced with an overpowering urge to obey and please."You may climax," said Erik to Miyuki as his hot. It was a quarter to midnight, it was dark; we were the only vehicle on the forecourt.The driver turned to me. "Just don't fucking foul this up, we've been setting this one up for ages," he said conversationally. I tried to look unimpressed. He climbed out and went to the diesel pump. I heard him call into the microphone on the side of the pump. "Hey, can someone give me a hand this pump's not working."The speaker crackled back. "It should be fine." A girl's voice. "Try again"My companion,. I knew he wasn’t just your average bullshitting guy. I was always touched when he expressed himself to me.I rolled over with him and my lips locked with his. I pressed my breasts into his chest and let my ass fall onto his cock. His hands came up to squeeze my ass. I pressed into his cock as I felt it become fully erect. I slid down and took his big penis into my mouth. I stroked it with my hand and sucked on the head. I saw the pleasure in his eyes as I began to bob my head up and down, and he. ” Trish looked down, for the first time she saw his true size, her face showed a shadow of alarm, but she reached forward anyway, took a hold of him, and pushed his shaft down so it was lined up. He moved forward so it was gently pressing against the lips and stopped. Trish had closed her eyes but opened them again and looked down to see what was happening. This was what George wanted, he wanted her to watch it slide in, and tweaked his hips around but made no attempt to enter her. Trish.