Besides, how could I find anybody else, when this goddess is constantly less than 20ft away from me.The husband, wore a white lab coat, and his normal...clothes. Seemed, a bit lazy in my opinion, but it fit the job well. He smiled at his little lass, and replied "Let's have a look." He put her up on what seemed to be a massage table. I assumed that, until she layed up on it, and it was moved up like a chair, to look just like a wooden examination table at a gynecology place. She had her legs. A short chubby asian man with the cutest smile chats with a lanky skinny white guy. The white guy scowl as the asian man did his best to hit on him."Come on Steve lighten up. We are all here for some fun." the asian guy with brown eyes and crazy lime green and violet purple hair said.The bald skinny white man shook his head. "No Lee. We are here to fight for a job. And I for one don't want to have" he puts in quotation marks. "some fun."Lee, the chubby asian, said to you. "Man Steve such a. Mariah’s eyes sparkled and she smirked suggestively. “Supervise...” she agreed, running her gaze down the god’s rippling physique.Ah... the god thought. That kind of supervision.Hypnos thought about it ... Did he mind, even for a short time, being bound to this mortal woman in such an intimate way? Being subject to her rules?Mariah sipped her cup and watched his expression, her ultimatum made.He considered a moment longer. Then, as he was about to answer, the god felt a sudden ping on the edge. ”"You're making me cum."The mumbles became a moan, then an impassioned scream. Her fingers gripped at my shoulder and ribs, digging in with pleasure. We were enmeshed in each other and consumed by a comfortable, friendly, passionate heat. She sucked the world from around my tongue, her grip strengthened, her body trembled. I could feel a moist sensation pulse upon my skin and soothe its way down my chest, to my belly and then to our cocks. The friction between us was gone, replaced by a slick,.