It was simple and neutral to good or evil. It was the need for control. In the hands of one whom needs it, it rots their lives. Controlling and degrad...ng George filled that need. He could be called evil now. Or a slave-junkie to that power of control. Same end-result.Mike had watched, masturbating in frenzy. Physically, his balls had been empty for a half-hour now. But he continued to orgasm as he watched George try and break free of the Revenge-TV. Indicators had shown his levels of resistance. So I was questioning this moment in my life. At that point I felt the warmth of her tongue on my head. My mom slowly licked it, I loved this moment. My mother eventually slide my cock into her mouth. And slowly jerked her head back and forth. "Oh my god, that feels so good" I moaned. I'm a virgin. And I'm 5.9 inches long... I placed my hands on the back of her head. Pushing her mouth further over my cock. I could feel the back of her throat somethings. I wanted to have a bigger cock so I could. Please fuck me!! Fuck me more. I wannnnnt to feel that biggggg... rawwww...black cock in me!!" I moaned out to Glen as he drove his big dick into me, opening me up as he pulled me back into him with each thrust. "Cooommmme... on... spread me open!! Pummmp... my ass! Stretch it!"This only excited him and he began to quicken his pace, really driving into me. Kurt just sat there, stroking his cock and watching as his friend destroyed my ass. After several more minutes of being banged I couldn't. It didn't ask for any money though, didn't ask for any information, not even your name. It did want him to read through some really long drawn-out paper, like your typical user agreement. Who actually reads those though? You simply clicked 'I agree', and that was that. It didn't take you to any website or anything, just a follow-up confirmation email thanking you for considering their offer.Exactly one week later, however, you received another email. Again, normally something you would ignore,.