Now, fully engorged and shimmering with your saliva, it looks freaking enormous. Its long….maybe an inch or more longer than mine and its thick. Wra...ped in your slender fingers, it’s as thick as your largest vibrator and is topped with a large shiny head. I’ve always said that you give the most amazing blow jobs and as I look at you now, my own cock throbbing deep inside you, I can see why. You’re looking directly at me as your left hand slowly, sensually strokes along its full length and then. ‘It’s what I’m here for.’”“She didn’t?”“Of course she did.”“Even porn movies have better lines than you two.”“If you’re going to be like that…”“I’m sorry, darling! I won’t… Just continue.”“I told Ms Mergan we needed to alter her job description for the next half hour or so. From secretary to brazen whore.”“You didn’t!”“Well she was standing there in her fuck-me dress, and I was standing there with a raging erection.”“Did you have it out?”“Not at that exact moment. But it didn’t take long.”“Did. Slowly my lips get lower and lower, making nice slow progress to stop myself from gagging loudly, afraid it will wake you up with a start. I gag a few times, softly, little shudders running down my back, but I keep everything under control. I keep a hand on your balls, holding them and rolling them very gently as I feel them gradually start to fill and tighten. After another thirty seconds of my careful attentions, I can feel them tense up, I look up at your face, and see your eyes, slightly. " Have you not been listening to a word I've said?" Reacted Lisa angrily, "This Fortune teller woman has fucked my head up, I can't think straight." How do you mean?" All I think about is this 'Puppet without strings' shit. I haven't fucked anyone since, not even the psychic herself and she was damn hot, I'm too paranoid." What have you got to be paranoid about" asked the barman quizzically."About whether the next girl I sleep with is this 'puppet without strings' bitch I'm destined to.