I could feel her thumbs brushing against my butt.I looked at her and smiled.She slowly pushed me towards the counter and made me sit on it.It made me ...ealised that she liked to be in control.I liked being controlled.As i sat on the counter,she stood in between my outstretched legs.Our eyes and lips finally at the same level.Her hands warm and i could feel them caressing my stomach.Then she kissed my neck and started going down.When she reached my cleavage, she pulled down my bra a little and. Not lit. But when I put it back, it charged up.I made my way along the bridge in this manner, lighting every globe along the treacherous path and occasionally calling for Dee. Five globes later, I was facing a gap large enough to require a real leap. I could just barely see the bridge and the next globe on the other side. So I leapt. And tucked the charged shaft a little too much under my arm.Whump. It discharged into my side as I started to jump, and I fell, curled into an involuntary ball of. And I was her man. I fucked her in ride position. Then I took her in missionary, I fucked her in doggy style. After ramming her vagina for few minutes I went down and in her saari to lick her red vagina that has been attacked by my dick. I licked her brains out and she was grabbing my head from over her saari and pushing me in madly like she wants my head inside her.I turned her on her tummy and ass out; I spread her ass cheeks and licked her asshole. It smelled like shit and made me even. One hour for one hour. I visited the gym and met Dorian, the personaltrainer. He was exactly the kind of guy Rick wanted so much to be.Very tall with a broad chest and not an once of fat, you know, thebodybuilder type. I felt ridiculously nervous and fat throughout theinterview, almost as if I were the one applying for a job.It was horrible. Three times the first week I puffed and sweated for anhour, mindlessly doing whatever Dorian told me to do, then draggedmyself home to meals that couldn't.