I don't want her deciding that there's no hope for us, because I'm not sure yet that there isn't. I don't want her being with someone else. I don't wa...t her giving up." This answer is consistent with your true feelings, Kenny. You've expressed these same beliefs and desires to me under hypnosis. Whenever we talk about Shirley, I find you to be internally and externally consistent. This isn't the case with most of the other women in your life. Perhaps, with time and more honest discussions. Mercy’s tongue continues to lick for just a second after the extremity is gone.Mercy doesn’t understand what is happening to her. Surely after everything she has been through, something like this shouldn’t be needed. How long have I been here? She shakes her head and just rests, trying to catch her breathe while clearing her head. She lets the glowing tentacles hold her up as cum runs from her mouth, her pussy and ass.“Do you think you have been used?” a voice suddenly rings out.Quickly, Mercy. We do not want him in her life. It is best that he does not become involved." I will look into this and if the child is better without him, I will work out something for her. If he needs to be in her life, I will work that out as well. Now who is he, you know I can find out." I said. I could simply put Lucas and Eve on it and I would know in a day. The young woman could read that confidence in my face. She wrote a name on the back of my pickup receipt.From the laundromat Eve and I continued on. I grunted and then sighed with satisfaction as my bowels emptied upon her chest. It truly was a relief; the mexican food I'd eaten for lunch had been trying to burn its way out for hours."Yes!" she cried out as she smeared my hot, watery feces over the upper parts of her boobs. "Now fuck my tits."I frowned, wondering how I could manage to accommodate her request. With a shrug of my shoulders, I reached down to the vicinity of her navel to cup the undersides of her wrinkled, elongated teats. As.