I was protecting people from you."Cameron shrugged. "Which has been really helpful. I don't want anybodygetting hurt from one of my creations. That... would be awful." Whatever," I huffed dismissively. "If you really don't want people toget hurt, you should try installing some kind of killswitch in thesethings so you can turn them off when they go nuts on you." Oh, I have," Cameron assured me. "Funny thing is that it almost alwaysbreaks whenever one of them goes on a rampage. I thought maybe. In the basket I find chocolate syrup and whip cream. I use the chocolate syrup and spell the words ‘I love you’ across your chest and stomach. I then trace the head of your cock with the syrup. I use the whip cream and spray it onto my nipples and move to your face so you can lick it off them. I then move down to your chest and lick each and every chocolate letter slowly off of you as you can feel the words being eaten. I then lick every last drop off your cock – not leaving any left. You tell. The level of sensitivity I was operating at without conscious effort really gave me pause to wonder.I went back to my considerations. I was able to know somehow what Dare was thinking or feeling, and She could sense me in the same fashion and apparently to the same degree. We had communicated information to each other in this way several times now. I could literally sense her like I did the jump points. I had an idea. Dare knew what I was thinking and climbed down of of me and stood in all her. She did, she looked fabulous, see through, tight fitting blouse, bra clearly visible and a pair of tight jeans. You look wonderful I said, you wear jeans very well, she had long legs and small tight backside, you should wear them more often, you look like Pat, heavier she said, not so you would notice I said, thank you she responded, obviously pleased. I would have been about 34, so Pats mom was about 25 years older.I went and showered , she was opening a bottle of wine as I sat down, we ate &.