She would also only agree to let me up after she had moved up onto my face and made me perform long sessions of oral worship and this became the only ...oreplay she would tolerate.As time passed she became more inventive and designated a wooden bench seat in our back room as her "crushing bench" and would make me lay down while she sat on me and punished me for any mistakes I had made. She knew that although I loved to be pinned down my limit was about 30 minutes, so her "sittings" became longer. Sandra sucked and swallowed as fast as she could, but she still noticed that a little of his semen was escaping her mouth, it ran down Frederik's shaft and nestled itself at the base of it inside the pubic hair that was there.When she felt that Frederik was done spurting, she started to lick his penis clean, even around the base of it. Although, she didn't like his pubic hair getting in her mouth, and she wondered if she could convince him to get rid of it, hopefully sooner than later.She then. "You ready to show Daddy just how good you are?"Timmy nodded. He was nervous. He suddenly had to pee. His legs felt weak and had started shaking again, almost as much as they had been when Officer Miss Monique Michaels was making him suck his first big black cock in front of a live audience."Sheba!" Kong called out.A gorgeous, leggy exotic mulatto parted the d****s and emerged from the rear of the cell. Her coal black hair was up in a bun emphasizing her long lean neck. She wore a satiny dress. Now she looked shocked, and some fear had crept into her expression. She slumped onto a chair at the kitchen table."Prove it!" Stay where you are. I'll go into my bedroom and close the door. When my consciousness takes flight, it leaves my body. Over the years, my consciousness has learned to experience the five senses while on a trip. It can also speak in a variety of voices. I'll phase out, and my consciousness will join you here in the kitchen. Don't be frightened or alarmed when I touch.