"Just like that. Ask her if she and Danny are doing the nasty." Well I wouldn't put it quite that way," Steven chuckled again. "But yeah. You told me ...hat the two of you have had some fairly intimate discussions in the past, not to mention having this one ... talking about my dick no less, so yeah ... I think it wouldn't be any less inappropriate for you to ask her about her love-life. I mean ... after all. That might be something we need to think about and take into consideration here before. The sensation was so different, It was like she knew just how much pressure to apply. I was gone&hellip,the rest of the world didnt exist at this point. I was working my hand into her thong when we heard someone say what the fuck are you doing? Dom was home. We were so wrapped up in one another we had completely forgotten the reason we were here to begin with. We stopped dead in our tracks. We looked up at him. I think the shock was starting to wear off because a smile was forming. Those big. Then I tried to create a fingertip in front of the sight blob. It created easily (actually they either "create easily" or don't create at all). I created a few more and used them to push things around on Julia's vanity, to make sure. In the kidnappers' basement and the hospital, I'd often failed to create NP-fingertips at a distance from me, but I was sure that was because of my unfamiliarity with the locations. I was intimately familiar with Julia's bedroom, the study, and their spatial. I barely kept my composure as he deliberately slid in and out of me with control, toying with me, daring me to plead for more."Oh fuck," was all I could say between shallow, labored breaths."Tell me what you want," he whispered into my ear again, this time outlining the pinna of my ear with his tongue."I want you to fuck me as hard as you possibly fucking can," I begged."Crystal." I wasn't ready for the penal onslaught that followed. I was reducing to a whimpering mess as he mercilessly pounded.