Jenkins turned around. “Okay, missy,” he said. “You’ve had your fun, pretending to be in charge. But I’m taking over now, and you’ll do as...I say.” She sat down weakly. “Spread your legs,” he commanded. She did. Jean-Marc again moved between her legs, but now holding a large tube. “Lubricant,” he said. His fingers entered her again and again, loading up her cunt with the greasy stuff. then, “Turn over onto your stomach,” he said. “Why?” “Just do it.” He looked over in Jenkins’ direction. Jenkins. Vicky was laying in a pool of her cum and some of mine, her pussy was oozing my cum out of it and onto the bed, I sat back on my feet and just looked at the most beautiful woman I knew with a pillow over her head, her breathing was very deep and very long, her chest was rising and falling like she had just ran a marathon, her pussy running cum and her ass drowning in both of our cum. I reached my hand up and drug a finger from her ass to the top of her pussy and I raised it to my mouth and. "Fuck me... Fuck me now! I need it now..." She begged, her voice strangely hoarse distorted and unnatural, as if possessed by the fuck demon. But... I didn't! Instead grabbed her feet firmly by her ankles."What... What..." she recoiled in evident fear. I then licked a slow lingering lick between her big toe and its neighbor."No... No..." she tried to pull her feet away, but I was too strong for her. I then repeated my licks and adorations to her lovely feet and at once, despite her struggling,. We discovered that price after the first of the twelve races when Michael,instead of wanting to celebrate his victory, pulled my sister Alison and Iaway from the crowds and dragged us back to our house.That's when he told us about the special boost that had been given to himfor the races. He, being a rule-abiding guy, checked with the Archons, andgot the go-ahead to use the boost. But the boost came with a cost. By aprocess I cant even begin to understand, the boost draws a fraction ofMichael's.