In fact Pandora considered herself just a stripper with a “different” hobby, even after that she had developed her gift.Her gift. One night, one y...ar ago, a bit of Aphrodite life force, by unknown reasons, had hit her, giving her the ability to get strength and resilience with the excitation of her “victims”. That power worked as a kind of battery. She needed to “recharge” it…and every night, with her ability on the stage, the gorgeous Pandora recharged her power while, at the same time earn. She gasped for air telling me, that cock is so fucking big, are you going to fuck me with that big black cock, oh yes princess im going to fuck you real good, i grab one of hips and took my other hand and grabbed her hair and started fucking the hell outta her. omg that dick feels so good give me that dick omg i want to cum on that dick she was screaming this as i long stroked her pussy. i was looking down at her asshole as it looked so inviting, you going to let me fuck you in that asshole. The kiss wasn't like their first, the one she gave him that was angry and demanding. It was soft and sweet and full of lust, making her moan from inside."Now," he said."Not now. This weekend. All weekend. Come to our apartment after work Friday." I don't want to wait," he said."We have to. I want to do this my way." She smiled at me—a loving, but teasing smile—soft and sexy, sweet with a hint of ginger. "It's only three days."Three days is an achingly long time when you spend eight hours a day. I thought it best not to tell them what they were eating. When they asked what it was I said ‘Mom’s beef stew.’ I put a couple of big logs on the fire and I told Carol and Sara that I was going to bed. Carol turned and watched as I stripped down to my boxers and crawled in bed. Sara came over to the bed and smiled, “Do you mind if I join you?” I smiled back at her and moved over in the bed and pulled back the quilt for her. I watched Sara as she took off her sweater and bra. I looked over at.