But I think I was doing a good job, because after a few minutes his muscles started to tense up. His cock began to twitch and pulsate. Simultaneously ...o a long moan he shot his load into my mouth. It tasted salty and a bit sour, but I kinda liked the taste. I swallowed it, then releasing him with a plop sound. Looking up to him again, I was confused. He was smirking at me with a look in his eyes I hadn't seen before. All I knew was, I was in for a wild ride tonight.It took less than five. " I'm not so sure of that anymore, Crystalline."She walked around her desk and hugged me. "Call me Melissa," shewhispered into my ear. She then backed away and looked at me with thatserious look in her eyes. "So say it. What are you?" I'm... I cannot decide. I..." I broke down into tears."There, there. You'll figure it out with time. Don't throw this away,though. Being a woman has its advantages, especially with your power.You're in no way weak. Never think that you are." She hugged me againand. He chose her. After nearly a decade of fearing that she killed the last person to give a damn about her, it felt good to know that she mattered to someone.That knowledge filled her with a need, a need to feel him inside her. She was ripping off her own shirt as they kissed madly, the weight of their confessions and near death coming off with each piece of clothing. She sought out the feel of his skin, soft fingers groping at his muscles, leaving pink impressions of her need.Even more, she could. Smiling to herself as she hooked each of the 44hooks down the back of her new black satin and lace basque, she couldn't help but picture his face at the end of the evening. Rolling her nude smooth top stockings up her long tanned legs, being sure to stretch the silk and giving it a rub down her calf and back up again, she clipped her suspenders to the tops. Her pussy looked so good just below the basque and suspenders, she looked at her tiny black thong ..... Should she, shouldn't she? .... It.