Finally I lift up and my cock pops free of her well fucked bellybutton and I settle back down and resume humping her tummy again. The now partially dr...ed semen on her belly is thicker and stickier than before giving us a slightly different tactile sensation. I’m again hunched over her face to face. Her tits pressed flat against my torso, my hard penis grinding slowly against her tummy. Between kisses we exchange sex-talk in whispers: “Sexy girl.” “I love you.” “You make me so hard.” “Keep. " Given the look of sheer confusion on Elizabeth's face, Lizzie tried to clarify. "Let me explain. You know when you touch someone and bring them under your control," Elizabeth nodded, "That's because of me. I control them but I have to do what you say so in effect you control them. This is the first chance I have gotten to say 'Hi'. Now Danielle is still in here but for her everything will seem like a dream. I have complete control of her body to with as you please. Now if you say 'don't move'. In free periods, we knew exactly where to find each other, at a table in the children’s corner of the library. We were never alone; someone else was always working at the table or relaxing in the comfy chairs with a newspaper. I liked to be first to the library, and first to get hold of the paper. Then I could share it with Claire.I hated people reading over my shoulder, but I always shared the paper with Claire. It meant that we had to get close to each other, into each other’s ‘personal. (I could move my head now. I could even raise my arms and move my legs. But I couldn’t lever myself out of my chair or open my mouth to speak.) Following her motions was no problem for me. But I couldn’t intervene at all.Tracy smiled down at Sam and it was a smile I’d never seen. Normally when Trace smiled it was open and innocent and cheerful. This was a cruel smile; Tracy was looking forward to something that she knew no one else was looking forward to. My guts turned to ice. This wasn’t a.