His eyes which would not obey him locked into the unending gaze of the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her eyes were preternaturally lit from w...thin, shimmering greenly with a touch of emerald fire, caring deeply for him and yet not, captivating far beyond the point of endurance. There was a fathomless depth here, drawing from him as though she could not possibly get enough but must get enough - a soul pulling from his core life and breath, not caring. In his mind, he saw her head. She moaned but gasped when I curled my fist into her dark hair and yanked back. "Oh yeah pull my hair, own me like the little slut I am for you" she moanedI spanked her again and she squealed "God I love your fat fucking cock you stud, I needed you in my pussy so bad I was going to haul you out of your house and ride you in the front yard, mmmmmmmmmm god no one ever gets as deep or fills me as full as you my stud, Oohhhhhhhhh god cum in me, fill me with your cum, make me your slut, empty those. “No, but then if you’re any indication...” Alex said. “So, what’s with the meeting?”“This,” Liz said as she focused on the pen in front of her. In seconds it was floating in mid air and soon started to spin around. It was slow at first, its end simply moving horizontally around on its axis.Everyone watched it; eventually it started moving faster and faster. As Liz focused, she lost herself in this until the pen was a blur as it span around.“Liz,” Max said.“Liz,” Isabel repeated.She wasn’t able. As were most Asian women, she was petite in stature, had beautiful dark eyes, tiny breasts not much bigger than a cupcake, and a delightful small triangle of long, soft, very black pubic hair that he loved to curl in his fingers. In the beginning, she was timid and quite shy, and only expressed her feelings as she attained her climax. Through the months, she became more relaxed with him, becoming sexually aggressive in oral sex and almost tiger-like when they had vaginal sex. But her demeanor.