It occurred to him in that moment, that the reason why he didn’t like to be around Rachel (unless it was absolutely necessary) was because he was at...racted to her… sexually. She was wearing a silk white blouse, tucked inside of a grey pencil skirt, with a thin silver belt fastened high at the waist. Her office attire was as always immaculately perfect and modestly sexy, similar to Rhonda’s wardrobe. The only difference between the women was that Rhonda was ten years older, blonde, and her skin. I wanted to run and escape forever, but yet it's sight held a power overme that I found so taxing and overwhelming. It seemed to be getting so dangerously closer to my face and lips and even bigger in appearance.It was about then that I figured they had all seen me sucking cock and knew I was a cocksucker so why not just make Eric Downs happy and save myself an awful beating he was known to administer to other unlucky boys he had issues with. I slighly parted my lips then to offer him an. Showing the power that I, too, was slowly learning to wield. I couldn’t even show him that I had become an expert pistoleer in these few days. The good news was that I had two copies of the main thaumaturgic gene, both of my parents had to be carriers! All we had to do was get them back to my apartment, through that door. All would be explained.“Ready?” Nallen stepped up beside me. It took me a moment to realize Nallen had used the English word.Hearing English again was a different shock,. (Damn, I wish now that I had thought to bring or borrow a video cam. Instead of reading about my wife’s first gangbang, we could be watching the action on video!!) He grabbed a bottle of massage oil, squirted some on his hand and applied more to my wife’s ass and on her tits. The oil smelled faintly of coconut. Guys hands were all over my wife’s naked body, rubbing the oil all over her. They were paying lots of attention to her tits and I heard my wife telling them how good and nasty it felt.