This was worse than she ever imagined, but something even worse niggled at the edge of her mind. "H-How am I here?" Well, when Ann died, I no longer h...d a purpose, and I was off planet without any means of communication. At first, I thought I was going to go mad with boredom. Actually, I did go mad for awhile, screaming, yelling, and haunted by phantoms of my own creation. It was the phantoms that saved me. I realized that if I could create the phantoms, I could create anything." Ann said. "A. Teasing you, not only with my fingertips, but also with my tongue, as I glide it across my moisten lips. The head of your cock bobbing with excitement, as you watch me. Now who is teasing who? My hand trails back and grabs your cock holding it up, as my mouth moves down over your balls. Taking one into my mouth, I suck and roll it across my tongue, letting it slip out, and then suck in the other. My hand stroking up and down your shaft, as I take both of your balls in my mouth, swirling my. " I sniffed my fingers for effect; trying to appear brazen and unconcerned about my masturbation to hide my embarrassment, " ... but I don't think it would help." Yeah, over-sharing, Jeans," she frowned. "There's just one thing still unclear." And that is?" I was feeling more confident now, I could see that Belinda wasn't going to judge me. I probably should have known that all the time."Why?" Why what?" I didn't understand."Why not get him to finish you off?" she asked simply. "You didn't kiss. I think I'll never turn you free again..."So, over the next few months, she made it a habit to have me in bed, between her legs, to serve her. Only I also noticed a slight change in her attitude, her suggestions became more and more like commands, not that I would complain about it, I somehow kind of preferred it, but still I noticed it.Such a command was also the invitation to come along with her to thebathroom one evening, while she had to relief herself."Perhaps you have wondered about how.