Rick was a bit egotistical, but there was something about him that had my cock throbbing. The thought of him using my wife in a controlling manner had...me practically begging him to fuck my wife. He had pushed me to a whole new level. I told Rick about my own situation and how my wife didn’t seem to care that much about sex. I had become extremely frustrated with the situation, and I didn’t know what to do from this point on. He told me that since my wife hadn’t been with anyone else besides me. " What the hell happed? Then I remembered what that old coot had said: 'Mark would be on the field with the football players.' The potion worked all right. Where else would cheerleaders be except on the field. I knew I had to get back to the mall, get him to take back the magic. I ran for my car and drove here -- I don't want to say how fast -- but the store was...gone. The Rite Aide was back where it always was. I figured the two stores had to be in it together, so I started wrecking. It is her music. Her music is the key to her learning control and while you have a beautiful voice, you obviously do not have the gift of teaching. However, you do know someone who is a gifted teacher and makes music so sweet as to make the angels weep. Do you not, Helen?"The old woman froze with the realization of just whom Diamanté meant."But, knowing how the two of them feel about one another and then placing them in such close proximity on a daily basis could lead even the most saintly of. Your hands slide over my body, caressing my breasts. I lose control a little, hands sliding around your body, pulling you closer, feeling filled. I whisper in your ear what I want you to do but you shake your head. It’s not time yet. Your pace increases, pumping in and out of me, fingers now stroking my clit as your cock slides in and out of me. I cry out as I orgasm again but you continue your pace, not even pausing. You seem a man possessed, your stamina limitless. You tease a little as you.