That tingling feeling somewhere in the pit of my stomach is starting to wake up. I thrust into you a little faster. You grab my balls with your free h...nd and roll them between your fingers. I can feel myself starting to give control over to the orgasm. You can feel it to, my cock throbbing in your mouth, growing even harder and larger than before. You take my cock out of your mouth and start rubbing your tongue against that spot under the head, frantically working your tongue in circles and. .. with Martha..."For an instant I felt a flash of anger. Had Lesley been aiming for this all along? Three girls in the house. Three spirits. And now only one girl wasn't pregnant, and only one spirit remained."What do you want, Lesley?" I controlled the anger welling up in me. I had been manipulated with loving images, and the desires that only a beautiful young woman can fully bring forth. Did I really love either of them, or was Lesley fucking with my head too?"Your emotions are your own .... I don’t know why. I just think she understands me perfectly.Mona: You been exchanging pictures too?Ayan: What? No!Mona: Yeah?! You sure? I think you have already admitted to doing that, though not intentionally.Ayan: Well… Yes.Mona: With your face cropped out?Ayan: Mom…Mona: You have been sending her naked pictures of yours, haven’t you?!Ayan: Yes!Mona: Okay. So, she has seen you naked!Ayan: What does this have to do with you? Why can’t you just stop harassing me like this!Mona: I need you to. He was tall and slender and he had a large envelope in his hand. I went on my way, not really giving it another thought. I got back home about midnight, and as I came into the building, that same young black man was exiting. I smiled to myself as I realized that he had been at Gracie’s apartment for about five hours. The next evening, I showed up at Gracie’s apartment with a bottle of red wine. She opened the door looking tastefully sexy in a mid-length blue dress. She smiled and invited me.