What am I saying, I didn’t corrupt MY soul into eternal damnation.“Pheww.”“Hmm? What’s that?” Matt said half consciously.“Oh, um, nothin..., just loving what we just experienced.” I said with a half nervous smile.“Yes, I loved it to, that was so amazing.”With a little more life in him, Matt turned toward me again, placed one hand on my thigh, leaned in and gave me a loving kiss. “Mm…Oh my”, I thought to myself, “tha….that….feels really nice.”My lips parted for Matt and we kissed, softly this. We snack on jerky and drink from my bottle as we walk. Sarbun seems happy again. She really does not remember the bear. Good.I have a lot on my mind. Kemon and his kind can erase memories. Have they erased any of mine? If they can erase a memory, that means they can read a memory. Are they reading mine?It doesn't really bother me. I have lived a clean life — even more so lately - and have very little to be ashamed of. I am not that paranoid. It was obvious to me before now that they are quite. All of them stopped and gather around for the show. With his hand holding my hips firmly, Tom withdrew his large cock. At the same time, my mysterious cock sucker broke off and stood there waiting for the show. Tom withdrew his cock almost completely and then started to push it back in, a little faster and a little harder than before.Each time was even faster and harder, soon he was ramming his enormous cock in my ass with all the strength and almost an a****listic rage.I braced against the. "So how did you get the calculators out? One at a time or the carton of a dozen all at once?" I didn't take any calculators. I don't do arithmetic at home." Except for counting up the women who want sex with me. That was a growing number, and my only opportunities. Harriett had taken down her shingle."Well, if not you, someone else, but you're a prime suspect." He pointed at me with the box of pens, not his finger. "We'll be keeping an eye on you."I pulled my suit jacket tight to fight the.