" Devlin laughed. "But you usually don't have a chance to see the guy's face when you see his dick. Usually all you see of a guy is his dick, and some...imes not even that."Sabrina slowed, staring off into the distance. "You know, sometimes I've wondered what that's like, getting screwed by a guy anonymously." Usually you're so excited you don't think about it," Devlin said. "You're busy sucking some guy, and somebody just puts it in you. You don't ask questions, you just let things happen as. He sent me here to collect you and bring you to the hotel where his business meeting is being held. He wants to know if you will do him the honour of forgiving him and joining him for dinner there instead?"Why had I got in that limousine? That same suited bald man had been in here earlier. His thick cock had been the first to violate my mouth. Thankfully he had been gentle, caressing my face as he slowly forced his long erection past my gag defences. Unfortunately the rest hadn't been as. Especially if you keep at it and everyone around him shows a united front. With me reading him, he won’t be able to fake it. I’ll smoke him out if he’s only feigning a change of heart.“What could you do differently if you used your powers?”One approach is to directly change his personality, sculpt it the way I want. It’s a step I hate to take. I could also change his attitude by making him feel bad when he misbehaves. But I don’t think that that technique is as good for him as the traditional. That statement piqued his interest, a lot. “Like what are you saying?” he says. “It seems to me you’d like to bed me down, wouldn’t you. So far, from what I’ve seen here, I might like to be bedded down. Now, I do have a question or two.””Ask away” he says. “I like this car and it says a lot about you. Not a good percentage of people can afford something like this. So my question is how much do you make per year?” She waits for him to tell her. “Well” he begins to say “enough.” “Enough as in.