" Good. You're doing so well. Now, we're going to play a little game. Iwant you to focus on this color. Let the color penetrate your eyes. Letit penet...ate every part of your body. Stare deep into the color."She brought the sample closer. He felt his eyes begin to strain. Hestared at the color until it seemed to lose all meaning."What color is it, Vincent?" Red." Stare even harder. Harder. Let it become your entire world."He stared and stared until his eyes began to water, until the samplebegan. He thrusts into me hard, again, again, again and I want him to devour me. I can tell by the way he's swelling inside of my wet pussy that he's close, and I feel absolutely certain that that will tip me over a new precipice too. I'm wetter than I've ever been. Her eyes stay fixed on mine, stroking my breasts, my face, my hair. "I want you both to come for me. Will you be a good girl and come for me now?" I nod between moans. I'm lost to the pleasure of her voice, her face and the pounding. ‘Look, I should go, we can have that coffee another time.’ He sympathised with her distress, hadn’t he been in a similar condition himself on far too many occasions. ‘No! Please sit, have a drink.’ There was a hint of desperation in her voice accentuated with staccato movements. ‘I um… well I had hoped you would stay for a while. I will pay the extra of course.’ She stood in front of him, nervously wringing her hands, looking, for all the world, like a female version of Uriah Heap from the. Infact she canceled our nightly talk on the porch, and she didn't show up that night when it was her turn to sleep with me.After the barbeque Pam seemed even less acceptive of me, and when I told her that I had gotten strung into another whole string of advents to do over the next week with Missy, did she seemed pissed. "Fine, it's your life to ruin, just remeber, Caroline's birthday is on Saturday. So don't make plans with that fluzey!"Since Pam's visits to my room stopped completely after the.