For a moment my own sexual anger shocked even me as she once again took my manhood into her throat. God, it isn’t like me to use a woman like this. ...ut then again, none of what I’ve done in the past couple of years is like me. How would I know anyway? Was I Max the FBI agent, Andrew the mild mannered and quite possibly gay artist, or Jim the professional accountant and businessman? What I was doing to this woman didn’t fit the profile of any of my former legends. ‘Maybe I am losing it’, I. Just about anything I was into, with enough patience I could get her into as well, with one notable exception: she couldn’t swallow cum. Not just swallow — to even take it in her mouth would set off the gag reflex and although she kept trying, there was just no way she could get past that block. So you can imagine my enthusiasm, once I started seeing other women again after the breakup, to come across (no pun intended) so many women for whom taking a load in the mouth presented absolutely no. "I could see that possibility albeit a small one."We may have underestimated the strength of your potency. For close to six months we have been letting her intake a very small dose of a chemical so strong, you can literally command women to do your bidding. We have done some simple tests to see what the effects of your chemicals are but obviously we need to do more." That sample you sent out to the outside lab; what were the results from their tests?" Inconclusive. Sperm laced with additional. She realized she was shaking from head to toe, and not from cold. Here was everything she had ever wanted, everything she had imagined when she thought of her Matching Day, but he was not hers. ‘Please, go back to the party.’ With a sigh, Mason touched her cheek briefly, the lightest of butterfly wing contacts, and then he turned and vanished into the night, not toward the party, but deeper into the forest. Lenei stood for a long time without moving, her mind racing and her heart pounding like.