He’d carefully been working on getting her interested in stopping by his apartment to talk, knowing that if she did, he’d have her exactly where h... wanted her. ‘Um, how come you asked me to come over here instead…instead of, you know, seeing me in school?’ Sarah murmured. She looked at her feet. ‘Don’t you remember what I told you the last session we had?’ Ben asked. Sarah nodded. ‘You…you said it might be easier for us to talk about some of the stuff I need to talk about if…if we weren’t in. “That was enjoyable,” you said. “What?” I answered, “Talking to the company moron?” “No, silly,” you said softly, “rubbing the front of your pants and finding something hard there. What were you doing to create that wonderful erection?” “I was sitting here trying to decide what you were wearing under you skirt,” I replied. “I was imagining you standing there wearing only something small and sexy from Victoria’s Secret.” Your smile was radiant and you said, “Maybe you’d like to see what I’m. Punk Rocker still clutched the now half empty canister of chemicals. He hoped that the chemical left inside wasn’t ruined from the exposure to the air, but even if it was he really didn’t care because if the good doctor had a problem with it, then he would have no choice, but to put the good doctor in his place with his new abilities. It wouldn’t take much to set Punk Rocker off either, he was already a ticking time bomb of anger from just being covered from head to toe in wet cement. They made. He grabbed my ankle then and lifted me off of him. His cock glistenedwith our juices, sweat coated his broad chest and hard abs and I wanteddesperately to give him the release he had given me so many timesalready."Finish me off with your mouth. I want to see my cock disappear downyour throat until I fill your mouth with the cum you crave."I nuzzled close and inhaled the wonderful male muskiness of his scentmixed with my own. I lapped at his package with long, strong strokes,then greedily.