The computer on his desk had a huge flat screen, and there were French doors that led to what looked like a porch. His pants were where he'd left them... as was his shirt, and, hands shaking, he bent to put them on. It wasn't easy buckling his pants over his large, hard cock, but he did. It felt very sensitive this morning, and he knew he'd have to jerk off again, probably in the shower.Looking around, he noticed a white envelope propped in the keyboard of the computer. It had his name on it.. "She tried to touch herself, but I wouldn't let her hands get close. She tried to lift up, but my grip stopped her. In a minute she was positively panting out of excitement and frustration."Settle down." No, I need it so badly." Stop. You need to learn how to control yourself. You have to be in charge, not your cunt. So calm down and talk to me. The fucking later will be even better. So get a grip and start talking." You know I can always leave." I know that, but think of this as a lesson.. Gomez forced her way inside. The noise died down to a faint rumble as the door clicked shut behind her. The 23 year old singer had no sooner slid through the door when she tried to shut it. A shove followed by a loud click and the room was once again silent save for din of background noise. ‘Oye.’ The latina caught her breath against the door. A sheen of sweat coated her and made her seem to glow in the light. ‘Tough one?’ God what a terrible opener. ‘Too many encores, and some fans broke. Alexis squirmed in hisseat the entire time, as Marie kept putting her hand up his dress.Steffy was constantly checking and fixing her makeup, looking around tomake sure no one was looking at her while Bob copped a feel every nowand then.Marcus was lost in thought. 'This was the best decision of my life. Idon't know why it happened, but thank God I recieved these powers. Inever thought I would have gotten out of jail. Jim never did think Iwould turn out ok, but he's wrong isn't he? I've always.