Here comes the waiter now, yes that’s the wine I wanted, a good cabernet. You like this wine too, don’t you my love? The waiter pours out some for...me to try, tastes good, and it’s at room temperature, like its meant to be. I nod and the waiter pours out a full glass for you and me. We stare into each other’s eyes as we both sip from our cups at the same time. As we drink I can feel your food snake its way up to my crotch, I love when you tease me. I can see your chest heave in your dress as I. .filling it with more cock than she ever had before. Seeing him fuck her with his huge black fuck tool...and seeing the look on her face as he fucked her deeper than she'd ever been fucked before instantly made me feel submissive and I wanted to please him and her in any way they wanted. He was standing near the edge of the bed while she was on the bed on all fours with her ass up and head down. His hands had a hold of her ass cheeks and she was moaning and saying how big his cock was and how. I liked knowing I could arouse that in you. And I liked surrendering to the passion I aroused in you.” “You know what we are, Elizabeth?” “Tell me.” “We’re really, really good friends. We have feelings of affection and desire for one another. We’re having fun together. And, if you think you’re up to it, I would really like to make love with you.” “One last time?” she asked. “I certainly hope not. I hope we can go on and on in this friendship.” “I think we should make love, then. Let’s see if we. What if it’s true, and I really can control the impulses of other people with this thing…what could that mean? And what sort of impulses was that crazy woman talking about? These and more questions streamed through his thought process, and he lost himself in it for most of the rest of the way back to his house. But just around the corner, something happened to shake him from it. ‘Hey, Loser, stay off my sidewalk!’ came the shout from behind him. Bobby turned, looked, was less-than-excited to.