.. Daddy knows what a hot-blooded young woman like me needs! I need to be fucked! A whole ... fucking ... lot!” Linds declared as I guided both of t...em back to the sofa.Surprisingly, Lindsay pushed me back onto the sofa and put the T-shirt back on, though nothing else. She climbed on top of me and started riding me with a vengeance. We humped feverishly while Jessie winked and played the willing lookout for us, at least for now. It was a nice way to go for the moment, given that I had just been. I did play with one of their cocks for less than a minute in the dark but nothing felt right and I left. What if I have the body and face of a submissive cocksucker but not the demeanor? Maybe the vibe has to be right. Starting off slow was probably good for me. Uncle Mike found a secluded spot in the park and felt me up all over while I compliantly submitted, but since then he hasn't touched me and has never had me touch him once. At the end of our first private encounter together, what. For some that was just a compliment, but for me, it was literally true. She radiated positive emotional energy, and when I was near her, it filled me. It never rose to the high energy levels I experienced with Teddy, but it was steady and so damned positive!Teddy was high energy as well, but she was a large mix of light and dark emotions. Most people, I was discovering, were emotionally neutral most of the time. Only occasionally did they rise up out of their state of emotional neutrality. I. Humans wanted to see out in the world.“The back is safe for you, Sire,” Rosa said, a hint of malice in her words. She was disappointed it was safe. She itched at her leash.Damien nodded. He had Britney’s mother—a busty, mature blonde—slung in his arms. Britney was eager for her mother to wake up. What did Father Augustine do to you and Shannon? Why were you so strong and swift?Shannon, a woman a few years older than the eighteen-year-old Britney, lay draped over Abigail’s shoulder. Britney knew.