And made love...We learned bits and pieces of each other's prior life even as we planned our future. It was that simple. Like we'd been hit by lightni...ng.Marisa loved sex. Loved fucking. Loved talking about it. Graphically. You'd think a girl who'd been raped at such a young age would have forever been turned against it. She hadn't been. She loved it. And wasn't shy about letting me know it. And surprisingly, when she told me stories of the men and boys she'd been with, I wasn't jealous. That. I did that at the moment just before I saw her slowly push her lips onto his. My heart rate immediately skyrocketed, and I felt chills too. Their kiss only lasted for a few seconds before his lips drifted off hers. They glared again for a few seconds, but then she peeked down at his johnson. That was when temptation won, and I had to get a closer look at them. I moved right in between them at only a couple feet away. Neither of them glanced my way, but then I saw him gently grab her hands and. ..to be worshiped and pleased with his everybreath."WHAT THE FUCK!"The first words the girl has uttered since entering the room. I watchedas the last vestiges of the mental bindings she was under faded awayallowing her to act on her own will for the first time in days. Myformer apprentice began to whimper in empathy as her finely tunedemotional state unraveled into the chaos and confusion that only thislevel of mental tampering could cause."WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU FUCKING DO TO ME!" she. He lays on top of her supporting himself on his elbows, gently kissing her as they enjoy the afterglow of their mutual orgasm. After a few more minutes of kissing and small gentle movements, her pussy is looking , sounding and smelling of being soaking wet from his cum and her love juices his exhausted cock, now about half of its erect size slips out of her. As he rolls off off her I take his place. I am excited to fill her freshly fucked pussy with my highly excited, hard throbbing cock. I.