”. I just taunted her by saying “What about you?”.She smiled and said”Even I do like you,you have everything I would want in my partner to be�...�.So even I complimented her that she is the most beautiful women I have ever come around and that she is so loving and caring.All these things made her melt in me.And she just kept her head on my shoulders we just watched TV and there was a moment to silence around 10 mins.After that I just look at her and found that she was looking at me.I didn’t have. “You taste sweet. You’re a great pussy-licker, by the way.”“Thanks,” he said, smiling. “I hope you’re not done for the night.”She laughed. “Not quite. I’m multi-orgasmic. You’re still hard.”“That’s my gift,” he said. “Especially if a beautiful woman like you keeps kissing it.”She paused. “I…we have to keep this professional, you know.”“I know,” he said, realizing that he’d been thinking along other lines. Why did this woman affect him so?She took his cock back into her mouth, cleaning him. “I’d. As she hastened to the house I went to meet her, grabbing a warm and dry robe to wrap about her as she closed the door behind her.In minutes she was sipping away on some hot apple cinnamon tea; I was rubbing away on her shoulders and arms to get them warmed up, as the weathermen commented of the storms growing ferocity; amply confirmed by the retort of thunder all but shaking the house to pieces.Looking at the small parcel, a box big enough for a regular textbook, the two of us began to wonder. Looking down, his brain was just normal. Nothing extraordinary.“Increase pain threshold by 5%,” Tristan whispered.The assistant closest to the medical console whispered, “Yes, doctor.”Few fast strokes of her fingers and Jones’ body lifted a few inches of the table. His spasm at the sudden electrical release was instant, “Subject has good motor reflexes,” another assistant noted.“Yes. Perfect, remove the brain,” Tristan simply said as he watched under a scope, Jones’ neurons were firing.