I could roughly discern the changesin her facial expression through the separating wire. Despair becamemixed with curiosity."He-he spoke of such an e...ent to... to you?" No. Jean Paul Richard never spoke of your private bliss to anyone. Itis much too precious." But then how...?" He never spoke of how he first met you at that run down book store toanyone." But..." He never spoke to anyone that he first kissed you on that bridge overthe Seine as the revelers were setting off fireworks and felt. He barely had to scroll down the page before one thread aroused his interest, among other things. The title read "Sissy Hypno gifs". John didn't know what Sissy meant, but he could not tear his eyes away from the bimbo looking woman in the thumbnail. Hardly conscious of his movement, John moved the cursor to open the thread. Just as the page loaded, there was a sudden pop and a cloud of pink smoke directly next to John on the couch. John was startled, tossed his laptop to the side, and leapt. ”“Okay,” she said, “but this means you’ll have to pull out and I’ll need to go to the bathroom to get it out.”I nodded. “If that’s what you want.”She put her hand on my chest, not to push me off her, but to make me stop. “You’re not going to argue? You do realize without that insert, there is a chance I could end up pregnant.”“I would suggest a condom, but I don’t have any.”“Me either, dammit.” Then she pushed me. “Get up. I’ll be right back.”I eased out of her with a loud slurping sound.“That. He was wearing rough looking blue jeans & no shirt. He had extremely large well-rounded pecks, nice firm large biceps and a killer tan. As he walked over to me he made the comment ,“today is your lucky day sexy; it’s my day off and I am headed to the lake to do some fishing, relax, and take in some sun“. He stared at me and then said “wow, looks like we think alike. If you don’t mind me saying you wear that bikini nicely! This statement of course made me blush. You should know, I am not the.