Well, fuck it hurt. I pulled away and whip around and she grabs my head, shoves my face back in her crotch and I lick away, working her clit like I do...best. Next thing I know I hear a man's voice and feel what only a cock must feel like and lubricant dripping from my balls and that same cock slide inside my asshole. Pain is gone by now, in fact it feels pretty good. Now there hasn't ever been anything going in that hole, so I know it must have been tight and it only takes a little work on. The last time you saw him, he gave this to you. He said it was a gift from a friend of his, a scientist attempting to make a mind control device that was simple and efficient, but that the device was flawed. Instead of controlling anyone, it only controlled women. Even stranger, it only had power of women related by blood to the holder. He went on about some theory as to why that is, something about brain waves being more attuned to those with similar brain chemistry, but you tuned the rest of. The next weekend, was fine, so with at least four large cups of coffee inside us, a small picnic and blanket we went to there.Mildred chose the spot on a slight slope facing a walkway with lots of benches. She told me that was where the randy old guys sat looking for action. When there were about five guys sat opposite, she sat up and told me to tell me to open her skirt, and whilst doing so, look directly at the men. ‘That gives them the green light to engage with us’ she said.With the skirt. It had to circle around twice before pulling in, but the young man couldn't help but gawk a little as the couple exited and made their way towards the front doors.It was difficult to make out her face from across the lot, but the skin-tight yoga pants and top showed off the curvature of her body clearly, her beautiful blonde hair pulling his gaze like gravity - and she was stunning. He smiled to himself as he noted they walked with a foot between them, not holding hands. Were they together? It.