It’s a high-functioning type of autism. I don’t have it as bad as some folks do, but I… Y’know. I still have challenges. Social challenges, mo...tly. And, yes, I do drive, but I failed the driving portion of my test three times before I finally got my license.”Sympathy flooded my body, and a large lump was forming in my throat. “You poor thing…” I said as I tenderly put his hand in mine. “You’ve… You’ve probably been through so much… Sweetheart, thank you for telling me this. Thank you for being. The small girl swallowed all the moisture and occasional squirts she received - consuming all that was Jasmine's womanhood into her body for digestion.Suddenly, there was a high pitched howl and the cadet braced herself for Jasmine's ejaculate. White cream exploded from Amazon's sex. The cadet locked her arms around the trapped woman's open thighs as she continued to comb her upper teeth over the Amazon's quivering, stiff clit. Dropping her jaw, she dug her tongue into the tall blonde's liquid. I’ve set it for 9 hours.’ What! No! Sue shook her head ‘no’ frantically. How could she take 9 hours just being strapped like this? Her jaw alone was killing her. Maya hit the button and the Eager Beaver surged to life. The arm swung rapidly to the bin and dipped inside. She heard a couple noises from inside as her heart thudded. 9 hours, I can’t take 9 hours. The arm swung around with amazing speed. Startled, Sue actually blinked and turned her head, afraid it might hit her. She briefly saw. Checked my email. I ... I ... I ... talked to Joe and asked him what he wanted for supper." She said as she tugged again.She didn't know what was worse; being naked; being forced to fuck him; suck him; or be forced into this casual conversation with him in front of her husband. There was no instruction. There was no filthy command: "suck my dick, you filthy whore." There was no threat: "suck my dick or your husband doesn't get the job."It was much more subtle than that. She knew she had to.