I didn't, for two reasons: for one, I was still tied to the chair. Secondly, that's exactly what Argyle wanted me to do. She spent centuries trying ...o break just one tiny little crack in my mental armor so that she could worm her roots of lust into me, and ultimately consume my soul. Our relationship was symbiotic, but any moment of weakness would let it turn predatory as Argyle devoured my soul. I shuddered as I contemplated that fate, and the fires of lust which had begun to smolder. My hand began to fly. I jerked my cock until I felt my balls begin to tighten and my cock grow even larger, sure signs that I was about to shoot. Even the ladies seemed to notice.“I think he is about to blow his wad,” said Joann.With that remark, they both moved closer. My hand was a blur….and then my body tensed and with a huge jerk, the cum exploded from my cock, spurt after spurt launched through the air and much off it landing on the tits and faces of the ladies.They moaned while they. If I could cook! Of course I can cook I am Russian!"I hugged her tightly (this was such an easy problem to fix I could not believe it) and replied with a simple question, "Tatiana, while Ben might speak Russian exceptionally well is Ben a Russian man?"She pulled back from me, looked at me and answered, "No Masha, you know as well as I do he is from America and I am very thankful for that."I continued with my interrogation (hoping she would soon answer her own question), "So tell me Tatiana,. It was early no one was there except for the superintendents 18 year son who was mopping the floor. Denten helped his dad around the building he was a young Black Boy about 6 foot tall dreads well built k**, kind of had a gang look to him. I had been having a problem with a faucet in the apartment and asked him if his dad was going to get to it soon. He said his dad had been busy with boiler problems that he would come up and see what he could do to help. I finished up my laundry made my way.