On the table was a quartz crystal nearly half a meter long mounted on a rosewood plinth. It was flanked by three crystal spheres: one of amethyst, one...of citrine and one of a black mineral Joy could not identify. The wise-woman asked, “What can I do for you?” Joy was silent. At last she spoke, as tears spilled down her cheeks, “I want a baby. The doctors say —“ The wise-woman spat on the dirt floor. “Doctors. What do doctors know of such things? This is why you are here, no?” “— I can’t. He often leaves it fully swollen and I think he likes tokeep me tied until the last minute." Are you happy about that?" Usually, yes. We bond that way and it feels nice and secure to havehim deep inside me. Anyway, do I have a choice? I'm his bitch." And stuck to him like some sort of sex slave," finished Betty."Well I am his slave aren't I? I'm a slave to his delicious organ.Nobody satisfies me like he does." Ah well. I suppose it takes all sorts." Yeah. Tell me about it, and I'm a one off.. It was the best feeling in the world.She was busy struggling her way through the traffic and didn’t seem to care. But she did apologize for not being ready to take the five.I, on the other hand, was not sorry at all!But I had to retract my hand, I mean, for obvious reasons I couldn’t keep it there forever. But that touch was unforgettable.So the journey continued like that. We chatted along the way and finally reached our destination.The moment we entered the office, all eyes were on us, or. Soon it got late and my roommate was ready to leave so I made a point of saying that my shoes were all I had (my Triumph had thrown a rod) as transportation. She jumped up and said, "I can take you home." My dick twitched right there making it's thickened length push at the leg of my cutoffs.She had driven to a friend's house and had ridden to the party with him, he wasn't happy about her offering to take me home but he never acted on dating her and now she was definitely interested in me. .