As always, the message was a little mixed. He could feel her loosening up, getting wet, and taking a firm grip on her ass and her hair, he thrust all ...he way into her and was rewarded by a groan of pain and lust. “Didn’t your momma ever teach you to ask nice?” she said, opening her eyes and looking back at him. “I haven’t seen you in three months and I’m here five minutes and you’ve got me tied up, bent over the dinner table with your cock in me up to the hilt.” That last bit said with more. The incidents with Emma were not her fault, she had been pressured into them. Her reasoning continued as she re-read the letter, her mind finding myriad excuses for her excesses, her pleasures. She had been teaching them, dammit! They had fun. It was Emma that came into her room that night, anyway, who slipped into her bed. What was she supposed to do? Her anger boiled inside her. She threw the letter into the air and grabbed the other, ripping it open so that she had to piece the contents back. .." Joe..it's ok. Honest. Come here. Come..."Joe looked at the cock in front of him and was hooked. It was amazing. Long, thick, a little curved....but, what astounded Joe, was that it stood so hard and was pointing at the ceiling, unlike his own which pointed straight out, pointing at the man in front of him. His leg took a swing and he was virtually fencing cocks with the man who taught him. "Joe, I'm going to touch you. You ok with that? I won't if you don't want me too. I think you. “In the market, I watched a woman for a moment and then wishing I could see her naked, I did,” I said quietly.“Such trifling and inane use of your power is base, master. You have so much more at your command – but should you wish – yes it is true – anything you desire is yours. You just have to learn how to use your strengths and more importantly, recognize your weaknesses before both get you into a lot of trouble. You see master, this is the reason why you placed your powers into the Dhanush.