The kind of pleasure a sensual woman who knows how to satisfy herself will get. He liked that.“Angel. How does that feel?” he asked curiously. �...Mmm, very good. I feel an orgasm coming,” she cooed in a sultry voice.“Yes... that’s it, Angel, keep stroking your pussy like that.” His voice became nearer to a whisper.He watched her intently as she obeyed his request. She took her creamy fingers out of her wet pussy, smiled seductively, and she traced her index finger around her lips. Then slowly. Sometimes I was even angry. But now I feel nothing. Nothing but what HEhas told me to feel. I do nothing except what HE tells me to do. I amonly a toy, and as I must make sure to remind myself in so many waysthat this is, after all, all my fault.My instructions before each Visit are very clear, and I follow themwithout thinking. Thinking is something people do, and as I said, I amonly a toy. I must prepare myself as HE has told me to before I enter HISdoor. At one time, that was a hard. Took usual route along the canal slow to start off, while running saw woman in front quite tidy from behind nice ass slight build long blonde hair, increased pace head starting to clear, thought lets see how tidy she looks startin to get bit of a semi with anticipation.just before i got to her she twisted her ankle and fell to the floor clutchin her leg she looked in distress, i thought result any way being ever the gent i stopped to help, wow she was fuckin stunnin 36dd blue eyes you get the. "Why do you feed off of mypersonal growth?" I need it for (sustenance, inspiration, survival)," the Eight said. "Ihave achieved the maximum amount of growth an individual being canaccomplish. The only way to grow further is to (share, reflect on, bask)in the personal growth of others." Huh," I said.Sounds like the personal growth of others was like food to them, asweird as that sounded."You have a human who works for you?" I said."Yes. Parthenia. Usually she is the only one who enters this.