If you want to talk about the specifics of that then we can, because I’ve read some books—”“No, I meant how can it be impossible to misunderst...nd you? That ... doesn’t make sense.”“A misunderstanding is when someone interprets the intent of words as being different than the intent with which they were spoken. Does that sound right to you?”“I guess. {Ugh, you sound like Dr. Sutton.}”“My Skill makes it so that if I say something that I believe to be true, the other person will know that I believe. She caught her breath and then worked her way up my member, licking what must have been a veritable river of precum streaming down to the base. At the meeting of the shaft and head her talented tougue flitted and tickled the sensitive diamond of flesh there, producing even more tears from my fountain. Then, in a quick movement, she raised her head and engulfed the entirety of my cock to the root. I let out a deep moan at her unexpected, yet highly pleasurable move. “Ohhh God. Yesss baby. Take. She could feel herself submitting to her own body."Well now. You're quite wet already, aren't you, Janet?" Yes Mistress." Do you want me to continue?" Yes, Mistress, please. I've been looking forward to feeling your riding crop all week."Janet didn't know what had come into her. The crop had hurt worse than the whip, leaving red welts wherever it had struck. She did not know how many strokes she had taken, and she wondered how any girl could possibly take so many. Tiffany had taken. ‘…and he was packing a bulge like you wouldn’t believe! I mean, my ass was just aching for him! I was so tempted to follow him into the men’s room, but my connection was tight and his wife looked pretty territorial. Not that she wasn’t pretty tasty-looking, herself,’ I sighed. Mom squirmed on the couch. ‘Oh my God,’ she whispered in an unreadable tone of voice, never taking her eyes off my dripping slit. Did the thought of making it with a woman make her hot? I could sympathize with that!.