The muscular drone held him as commanded by its Master.The Possessor came to stand before his minion. "It's time you had at attitude adjustment, boy. ... am fed up with your disobedience." He pulled a small chip out of his pocket. "This will change that." As the drone held Control, The Possessor snapped the chip against the boy's forehead.Control struggled in agony for a moment before suddenly stopping. The drone let him go and Control stood staring, empty eyed, at The Possessor before kneeling. "The ohhh… yeses…" expression on her face said it all. My only disappointment was that I could not see his tongue teasing her clit while he finger fucked her cunt. I was dying, my heart racing. I wanted to cum right there and then, but at the same time, I didn’t. I fought to get control of myself. Turning around, Jenny straddled him and oh-so-slowly lowered her hungry snatch towards his fat, throbbing cock. With my heart pounding in my ears, I watched as she guided his cock against her. " Oh really," laughed the housewife.The two had met in college as freshmen and roomed together. Rhonda had always been the outgoing one with boys hanging around constantly. Catherine, on the other hand, was quiet, even shy. Many of her dates had been set up for her by Rhonda and the two had been inseparable. With graduation however, Rhonda had moved to Chicago to pursue an advertising career. Catherine had stayed in Rosemont where she and Manny had met and married. The move to St. Louis had. She mused at the idea of writing a letter to Santa, and leaving it on the table with some milk and cookies, after all what would it hurt, it was Christmas Eve. It had been years since her childhood and the many letters she had wrote to Santa asking for special gifts. She laughed as she thought about what she would ask for. Taking her pen in hand she started to write: Dear Santa, It’s been along time since I’ve written a letter to you asking for anything. I know I’m not a child anymore and the.