She quickly replaced her hand back into Bob’s and they shuffled a few more inches. The hand on her boob knew exactly how to roll, tweak, and manipul...te Kelly’s nipple. She wasn’t being pawed at or manhandled. It was the exact opposite. He was bringing her to orgasm and she felt wonderful.She’d been so horny for so long, being touched by a stranger who she couldn’t see, and the mystery of the huge lump that he’d greeted her with, it was all that she wanted and needed. Kelly moaned a bit too. " Denis filled her glass to the top:"My love, some fuckin' wine, as you wish............." Silkie and Denis ripped into the wine, and the delicious meal..........Rachel came from her dressing room,sat down next to Silkie......... "Wasn't she wonderful?" Rachel leaned over and kissed her sister on the mouth......for a full thirty seconds....She didn't care who was watching either.......... Forty minutes later, all of them feeling the effects of the wine, the meal, and the pot they had shared in. Fucked up, huh? Turning every man's dream into my nightmare. Giving me the ability to have any woman, but not letting me control it.Shit happens.The hard-science-fiction types and dungeonmasters are at this point probably salivating for the technical details of my, um, affliction. So I'll open it up for a little Q&A.When does Dick take control, and how? Is it the same every time?Dick's strength is sexual arousal. Mine is mental focus. It's a tug-of-war -- sometimes it's a slow slide, like when. “Yes, spank me, do me, fuck me.”Kristen looked in her friend’s eyes and saw her own lust mirrored. With every slap, she felt twinges of envy. Without even meaning to, she started parroting her friend’s words, “Fuck me ... fuck me.” Kristen screwed her eyes shut, ‘No, this is wrong, something is affecting me, I need cock - I need to think. No, I need to transform!’Kristen jumped up and a blinding flash burst out!Hovering in the air, stood the Crimson Spirit! Her hair was fiery red and flashes of.