Even I was amazed at the psychological changes that were accompanying the physical ones. I began to wonder if I wasn't being brainwashed. If I was, ... didn't care. I enjoyed being the new me. I enjoyed being turned over. I just had my doubts about taking that one last step from which there would be no turning back.The man leaning over the seat of the Lexus is handsome. He looks to be in his mid-thirties, dark hair, square jaw. He is dressed in casual but expensive-looking clothes. There is. Sometimes while jacking off, I'll squirt the cum on my chest and run it down around my cock, bush, and into my ass making it nice and gooey.Like I did tonight for Mike. Who I offered some beer and weed if he decided to stop by.My basement was dark and muggy. Like a dungeon. The only light on was from the computer I was sitting in front of doing a live feed with two other men from Maryland.Their name was Chuck and Carl. Two lovers that have been together for over ten years now. They wanted to. I lick up the remaining cum from your pussy with my tongue, your juices more addicting than any d**g. I feel you grab my head force me to stay on your crotch. I assault your clit, going faster and faster. Flicking, sucking, swirling, and even spelling the alphabet on your engorged nub. I then feel you again clench your legs and feel you cum all over my mouth and tongue. Screaming again as you do. Watching you shake and shudder I mount you and place my cock right back where it belongs, your. Who knew who drifted off first, but I suspect that it was Larissa, followed by Rain, since I had more sleep already. Larissa had been more aggressive than Rain, going in the cowgirl position so much, for instance. That was not even to mention her date with me earlier that night and being fucked a little more than Rain was. She would have burned up more energy, I suspected, so it stood to reason that she would be the most fatigued of us all.I awoke from my half-drunken sleep to the sound of sex,.