He was kind of like that 'You knowed I was a snake when you too me in thing.'When we got back to my place Cindy took another shower. I had kept plenty...of her clothes. Even if she didn't have her own room, she had her own portion of my walk in closet."So you want to hang out and go to dinner later?" I asked."I can't I have a date," she informed me."Oh I see, do you need anything?" I asked. I was a little disappointed and it showed."Nope, dad is taking care of all our money needs and stuff." She. She got all torqued and told me not to do that. So, of course, a few seconds later I put both hands on her head. She didn’t bother yelling at me again, knowing it would probably only make things worse. It was so cool having the power to control her like that.When I was about to cum, I sort of started fucking her mouth and it didn’t even seem to be any trouble for her to take it. I blew my load, and I might have seen stars for a second when I did. As soon as I spunked in her mouth, she began. The man who just wanted to watch thegame with friends was dreading Beth wanting to talk about anythingother than the game. Then those feeling went away as fast as theBrowns' chance of winning the game when they cuddled together. It feltgood to Terry just holding Beth.Squeezing his main squeeze brought Terry to the here and now. His onetrack mind became the open road. Not only was his mind free from thechains of the past, it was also free to accept new ideas. During abreak in the action, Terry. Ugh.Beep, beep.Cynthia picked up her phone.“Miss Carson, Mr. Darvy is here now,” the assistant said in her small voice.“Send him in,” she replied, hanging up.She stood up and straightened her clothing—a white, frilly, button-up, sleeveless blouse, a grey pencil skirt, and some simple black heels.She heard a knock on her door. The assistant opened the door as he entered the room. Tall, dark hair, his brooding eyes focusing on Cynthia.“Cynthia! You seem to be doing well for someone who is losing.