Despite this, I have to give credit where credit is due. Frankie was good. In fact I would have to say his cleaning was the most efficient and thoroug... I had ever seen a non-empathic telepath accomplish.This isn't to say I wanted to copy his methods though. Far from it. He was horribly brutal to the subjects mind, causing all sorts of intense emotions, many times conflicting, all geared towards illuminating what mental patterns were natural and what weren't.Despite the seemingly cruelty, the. "She would probably beat my butt!" I offered, as if I could somehow gain her sympathy."I see, well…what makes you say that?" she kept on."I guess 'cause…uh…'cause touching yourself down there is a sin in our religion," I explained."Oh, I understand, so you're saying that your mom beats your butt every time you do something sinful?" "No, no, we have Confession for that. But she'd probably whup my ass because she would be embarrassed to find out, you know, that you saw me doing it," I told. I then felt her try to push her self in to me but her dick was just to thick. Miss JOnes leant forward and whispered to me to relaxe and then bit hard on my ear lobe. As she bit down she use her strength and ripped my arse hole as she pushed her rock hard cock in to my tight arse with such force the desk moved.I could feel the whole length of her thick dick inside me and although the pain was intense it was also a big turn on. Don't worry I'll break you in gently rob she said laughing. Miss. So I opened the door and entered the room. He was laying on the bed watching TV. as soon as he saw me his eyes opened wide with a grin usually reserved for girls on thier wedding night. I could see thru his pants. he got immediately hard it was the biggest bulge I have ever seen in a mans pants... he laid there playing with it. He motioned for me to climb onto the bed with me on my knees facing him. He sat up and placed his large hands around my waist and pulled me close to him. He slid his.