. She knew, this was home.Those lazy summers were what Manning lived for full of cricket, booze, sex, friends especially the Lads. She loved being at ...niversity, she had a good group of friends but nothing beat fucking Cooky behind the pavilion, that was about bant for her. This was now a distant memory she had done a lot in the last few years to get herself to this point and now she had just had her huge cock sucked by the most powerful man in the world. She could have whatever she wanted, as. That was the first time I had actually tasted anyone’s cum. It didn’t taste bad, just different. We then got cleaned up. He told me to get on the bus, and he will buy some hamburgers and sodas and meet me on the bus. He was the last person to get on the bus, as everyone else was already on. He told me later that because he had travelled this route by bus so many times, the bus drivers knew him and so he had asked the driver, whom he had met at the restaurant to wait for him while he bought. I started out small and worked my way up. Long story short to my amazement I had the ability to control people with my thoughts. I found I was able to suggest things in my head and people would follow them. I found that I could instruct and people would obey. Without fail and no matter how ridiculous or out of character it was for the person. So there I was doing my tests. I decided to hold what I began to call a confessional. I ordered the girls one by one into the office. I told the two up. I shivered, so thrilled our audience was having fun. I stopped spinning and faced Velvet. She had this big grin on her face.We strutted towards each other. We were so in-sync. I shivered at this connection I felt. We reached each other and our hands darted out. We grabbed the other's knot holding our blouses closed. The audience groaned.Anticipation built.The beat swelled as we toyed with it, tugging slightly. I felt her knot starting to give. Mine was a moment from coming undone. I shuddered.