Dreams? Purpose in life? Emotional fulfillment? No, no, and no. All I knew was that all of my girls were drawn to me via the marks of binding. I could...not say that any of them qualified for any of those stipulations. "If you're trying to say that I'm not perfect, then you're right. I'm not." I looked among my girls, Mandy included and over to Chloe. "I do inspire lust, and as fun as that is, it isn't the same as what you've described." That got looks that I couldn't immediately read. Renée's. Through its senses he could dimly perceive the dark alley where his former host had met his doom.Yes, there was the overturned garbage can, half buried in a drift of snow, and nestled against it was the construct that housed Forsteg's essence. Shapeless, it would remain that way until within range of a mind that would give it the form of whatever headgear that mind most desired. Now under his firm control, the dog took the construct in its jaws and trotted off down the street."Hrrrbboi!" The. He stayed down there for several minutes and I didnt want him to stop. It was a feeling I've never felt before but I loved it. He made little moaning sounds as he continued to lick my hole. I turned around a bit and placed my hand on the back of his head to press him into my ass a little harder. I let out a "Oh God that feels incredible" and he started licking a little harder and deeper. He took one of his hands and started stroking my cock and I knew I wasn't going to last much longer because. ..*If she is playing with her bald little cunt I will die!* he thoughtAs he tried to make out what was happening his hand began long slow strokes on his cock, his balls churned with a big load that he knew soon he would be shooting....where? in the air? in Erins mouth? It was Marks turn to groan out loud at the idea of her young mouth sucking eagerly on his cock, urging his sperm to flood out and into her mouth so she could hungrily gulp down every drop!There was movement, his eyes suddenly.