Ich löste das dünne Bändchen meines Bikinioberteils und legte mich auf eine der Gartenliegen.Ich lag eine Weile mit geschlossenen Augen still auf d...er Liege und döste vor mich hin, als ich plötzlich ein leises Stöhnen vernahm, das ausgerechnet vom Grundstück der Meyers neben uns kam. Ich erinnerte mich noch sehr gut an die Frau. Eine nette Dame, die mir uns meinen Bruder des öfteren Süßigkeiten geschenkt hatte, als wir noch klein waren. Nach ihrem Tod hatte ihr Mann Arthur ständig am Zaum. "Oh Brenna, don't stop now, that feels so hot. Like Emily all over again.Oh fuck yes baby that's so good. And you only got soft four times. Only 12more days to add on for you baby. That's such a good girl. Oh yes. Timefor your treat girl."As she said that I felt my tongue being pushed out of her ass as the seatrose a bit and a firm log landed in my mouth. OMG!"There you go baby. Eat your mistresses special gift like a good sissy.When I get up it better be all gone of its 10 more days of lock. Suddenly, a new message popped up. Tabitha had sent me nothing more than a crying with laughter emoji. That was unexpected. A crying emoji I could understand, but not with the laughing part. What was so funny? I was giving her a dose of reality and she was just laughing back in my face. She had to be the dumbest influencer I had ever come across, completely separated from the reality of her banal existence. Didn’t she understand that her whole persona was fake? I was going to pick apart every. You insisted pleasure was good. Well this is pleasure. I want you to know pleasure. When you desire, when you are full of attatchments and in the end what you acheive is pain. Whether you believe it feels good or not is an illusion. The thoughts in your mind are an illusion." Her body rocked crazily as another unwanted orgasm tore her open. "This is what you want, but want is misguided. I am your will. I am intention. You intended to feel pleasure, and here it is." I pushed.