Carly slipped her finger over the tip of his cock and gently spread his precum all around the tip. Still mesmerized by Carly’s breasts, he went back...to fondling them as he watched her successfully coat the top half of his shaft. She replaced her fingers and hand around the top half and began to gently squeeze and stroke it. Wyatt began to moan as he began to feel his cum starting to travel the full distance from his churning balls. “I am going to cum REAL soon. Do you know what that means?” he. "At first, she spoke to me, but all too soon, she simply took over and I no longer remembered when she was in control. Part of me knew that I did not remember things like other people. That sometimes I would be lying in bed, staring at the ceiling and then, in the blink of an eye, I would be shoveling manure. The more I sensed my difference, the more I isolated myself. The more anger I kept inside me, the less other people tried to befriend me. I spent my days running errands or performing. The object retreated. I also felt an item entering mybladder through my urethra until my bladder was completely emptied. "Idon't want you to soil my guests. I have placed a drug in your colonthat will stop the peristaltic action of your large intestine for 4hours. I have also drained your bladder. You can thank me later onthat." He also smeared some material on my anus and vagina. "I don'twant you to hurt when my clients fuck you." I understood why the itemswere soft that were keeping. She said that her husband had custody of their child and she approved of the arrangement because it gave her the flexibility to enjoy her social life. He broke the uncomfortable silence with a question about her husband’s background and profession, cursing to himself for his stupidly, but the words had already left his mouth. A brief pause to regain her composure and to light a cigarette, her words laden with mocking enthusiasm, “Ronnie Monroe,” she smiled, blowing smoke into the air above.