I then took my other hand away from her nipples and moved toward her ass again, only this time, I grabbed his hand from the seat arm and moved his han... to her ass. His eyes got big and he looked a question at me. I nodded OK and slowly returned my hand to her nipples. It took her about five minutes to realize that there were three hands on her and she looked up at me, asking what to do. I reminded her that she was my slave and her purpose was to give pleasure to any one that I wished. She told. “I am sorry,” I said, more to myself than to him, for he could not possibly understand what I was sorry for, and I was sorry for myself, after all, more than for him. As a mental exercise I went through the five paths — focused my mind, took control over my body, took in my surroundings, read my opponent’s intents, deliberated my movements of evasion and attack, but he, of course, was already lying dead at my feet, his windpipe crushed, his neck broken, his head twisted at an hideous angle. I. Now come, eat up, I have a special dessert for you." What kind of dessert," Pinochio smiled. He loved sweets."It's called Pixie Pie. But you can only have some in the bed." Pie in bed!" he frowned. "I never heard of that!" It's the only pie ever made to be eaten in bed," she flew off her chair, gathered all the dirty dishes and dumped them in a pot of boiling water. She hovered over to the bed, turned in mid air, and slowly let her drop onto the soft mattress. "Get over here while it's still. Already he feels his balls swelling to the size of soft balls and beyond his control he lets out a soft groan. It’s too late, Ereka is coming. His only chance to keep his secret safe from everyone in the office is to get to the bathroom as fast as he can.And not a moment too soon.By the time Derek is in the bathroom with the door closed, he is no longer Derek. Ereka stands here in all her glory with her volley ball sized breasts and very large cock hanging to the ground.Denise has her back to.