After several uncomfortable minutes of this, the laptop suddenly perked into life, and an incoming video call announced itself. Sasha clicked the mous... button next to her, and after a few more seconds, the audio kicked in. “Sasha Sinclair and Tara Tennyson. Gender: Female. Age: 23. Soundness of mind: we'll assume okay. So, I take it you two aren't each others' greatest fans?” The face at the other end of the video call was suitably hidden in shadow, but the voice didn't make any effort to hide. Even mom and dadlike her.”I said, shocked. “You let you parents know what you’retrying to do?”“Yes,” she said, “and they offered no objection,especially when I told them who your new mistress was.”“Now wait a minute,” I said. “I think I should be theone to select my own mistress.”June said, “You’ll love her, you already do.”I replied, “I think you have gone off the deep end. " "What've you got in mind?" asked Rayleena. "Whatever you're thinking of, please do it quickly..." pleaded Summer. "Remember how I got myself off at the banquet earlier tonight?" asked Vantha. "Yes. You practically stole the show," admitted Rayleena. "But how's that going to help Summer?" "We can use our telekinesis on her cock, silly! And with two of us, we ought to be able to milk her cock and finally drain off all of the excess energy in her body." "But we've never done anything. “It was no trouble, Gloria. I want to repay you for everything you have done for me for last few months. You have got me over the bad stage of my divorce and I have never felt so comfortable with someone, as I do with you.” We were shown to the booth which suited me just fine, as I could sit closer to her as we ate. We ordered and sat back and just relaxed while we waited for our meal. “What would you like to drink Gloria, a red or white wine,” I asked. “I love red wine,” she replied..