“I-I-I…I don’t…I-I’m not…I-““Hey, you don’t have to tell me now. Maybe it’s something special to you. But promise me you’ll let ...e have some later.”She nodded slightly and said, very softly, “promise.”I was satisfied beyond anything I could have expected for that afternoon. Phoebe just promised to let me eat her pussy, well at least to herself. That had to mean something, right? Phoebe walked out of the kitchen without her water, obviously completely clueless as to what had just happened. If I. But something was odd about how the ships were laid out Carl thought as their shuttle swung about and landed with a solid thunk. The ship settled as the suspension in the landing gear took up the weight of the craft with a mild creaking noise and Carl, with a pavlovian response born of too many trips aboard an airplane, released his suppressor field as he would his seat belt at the sound and feel of the plane stopping at the terminal gate. But a hand on his shoulder stopped him from stepping. You eat ass real good for only your second time. Remember what I told you last time, make your tongue pointy and fuck my shithole with your tongue, and then suck on it to get all the juices out. Wait until you suck it after a game and I am all sweaty and don't shower. The smell and taste is really something then. You're going to love that, aren't you, Bitch? sure you are. If you are a good little Bitch, I can arrange it so you can suck the asses of the whole fucking team after a game! That. He chuckled, “I see you're having difficulty speaking again. Maybe I should release your hands, we could have them point to who's in charge. We both know how well that worked last time.” I mumbled incoherently, it was so hard to think straight. “I didn't quite catch that.” I scowled at him, my annoyance making it easier to think. “What makes you think I won't use them against you?” His eyes sparkled, “I know how weak your arms get when you see me, fucktoy.” I shivered in response and he.